Why go to Jerusalem?
Why set out at all?
Why this preaching game in Galilee?
If you know the end game
If you see the cross
Why not stay at home
And have your tea?
What’s the point of preaching?
If people turn away
Why this God in flesh this mystery?
Constant opposition
Scribes and Pharisees
Worldly ways
Have no time for thee
Soon the Roman soldiers
Soon the crown of thorns
Soon the mocking jeers the cry for blood
And Pilate playing God
Will ask about your home
Where do you come from?
I wish I understood
A quiet home in Galilee
I am Mary’s child
And child of God if you could understand
I stand before you innocence
Is that a threat to you?
I am a king and love
Is my command
Brian Fahy
19 September 2021
Erris Poetry 