Easter Sunday 2018
They took and tried, and tortured, then they killed
Him who sought to heal humanity
Established Evil, drunk with power, swilled
Lava-like liqueur. Then, Vanity
Overcame Compassion with great ease.
Regarding all with cynical disdain
Destructive Self-Protection –– a disease
Inflicting without mercy boundless pain ––
Securing only Insecurity ––
Appeared to stop the Upstart for all time.
Lies, however, spawn no sense of surety.
Immortal Truth stood witness to their crime.
Victim humbled cruelly –– butchered –– He
Emerged to free our lives –– internally.
FreeThinke, The Sandpiper
Baskets filled with flimsy paper grass
Underlying gaudy pastel treats ––
Necromancer’s jellied, jewel-like sweets ––
Nestled next to marvels chickens pass
Youngsters view with wonder all agog.
’Tis the figure of a small brown rodent though ––
Sweetened chocolate hare –– that steals the show.
His melting presence, like the rich eggnog
Older folks think makes their spirits rise,
Loosens all constraints upon the the tots
Insuring Bunny’s sudden swift demise.
Does delighting as we do in such behavior ––
A self-indulgence seen un wholesale lots ––
Yield a greater closeness to the Savior ––
Strengthen future prospects for the tots?
~ FreeThinke, The Sandpiper