"The Eagle In The Dump" (Luke Ch.22-24; Phil.2:8-9)
The Romans who held Eagle pole,
Once crucified an Eagle-soul –
“King of the Jews”, they naked stretched
The Lamb of God – their souls He blessed.Gethsemane was garbage dump;
To us today outcropping hump
With nearby tomb from which He rose
On Easter morn, releasing those –Who, dead to life, saw selves ‘alive’;
Who, like the seagulls, soared and thrived
On fare not fit for man nor beast,
But best they had before released.“This mind hold too”, Apostle said,
“For Christ came here; on Him be fed;
He counted not equality
With God as good, thus set us free –“To soar with Him above the dump;
‘I do not to such life now pump
God’s gracious fuel, but bid you die –
I’ll raise you up – soar with Me high’.”“I think not”, we all say these days;
“I’d rather live ancestral ways
Than die to ‘life’ that ‘Life’ might come;
Though dump is space I’m coming from.”And so we soar and glide our days
Above our garbage-dump-ish place;
A common sight to see us there –
“Kee-ask” cried far from salt-sea air.No – trashed is not where we belong;
Our cry need not to be garbaged-song,
For once there came and Eagle who
Came to this dump – now hope’s renewed.Thanks Lord for this.
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