Mark 3:20-21
The family of Jesus come to take charge of him, convinced he is out of his mind.
We love you
But we don’t like you
Don’t like what you’ve become
Don’t like the things you say
The things you do
And now you say new family
New friends are all around
Shall we disown you?
Return to our home ground
So it is with family
We know each other well
Too well sometimes
I wish you’d give me space
We may be brother sister
But I’m not the same as you
You do what you want to do
I’ll run another race
Love of our own family
Comes but with a price
Do not presume to know me
Presumption is a vice
Love me yes and care for me
I’ll do the same for you
But let me go and let me grow
That way we’ll be true
Brian Fahy
21 January 2022
Erris Poetry 