Police station
Interrogation
The questioning begins
Suspect with his head down
Hiding all his sins
Question follows question
To each the same reply
‘No comment’ is the answer
This is do or die
A straight bat now my one defence
To every ball that’s bowled
Just knock it dead don’t let it in
Don’t let the truth be told
So we dismiss a question
When the truth is hard to face
Better in denial
We fear we face disgrace
Sometimes we do not know ourselves
The answer that we seek
Until we find the question
To unlock our future bleak
And if we find the question
And are brave enough to ask
The answer will set us free
For tomorrow and its task
Brian Fahy
16 February 2022
+ Jesus asks his disciples a huge question. Who do you think I am? Until now that question has not been asked or aired at all. Inside themselves the disciples are unsure of the answer. They only know or sense or feel that Jesus is a genuine person. More than that they cannot say. Until the day comes when Jesus knows it is a good time to ask them. From somewhere deep inside himself Peter hears himself say, ‘You are the Christ.’ (Mark 8:27-33)
Erris Poetry 