In their defence
They are just like us – the Nazarenes
We’ve done a background check they say
We know who you are
Trained as a carpenter
Now you come back here
Parading yourself as a preacher
And expect us to listen to you
Jesus knows that too
They won’t listen
Well they do at first
Because he makes a good impression
Speaks well
But then hold on a minute
We know this bloke
This is old Joe’s son
Who does he think he is to lecture us!
We look at one another with old worn eyes
Not with new
We see old faded photographs
Sepia prints of you
This is who you are
I’ve always known
How can you be different
From the old old tune
We fail to see who stands before our eyes
Seen it all before
No surprise
But if I stop and bathe my eyes anew
Well well well
Fancy meeting you
Brian Fahy
30 January 2022
Erris Poetry 