After sealing the tomb

He warned us he would come.
We choose to misunderstand.
Bethlehem meant a king, not
A carpenter.
Egypt meant tyranny, not security.
Publicans and prostitutes, below us, were
Certainly not his kind of people.
To us, Messiah would come
In full majesty, the splendor of his glory.
We, of course, would be the first to recognize him as
Who He Is.
This carpenter of
questionable parentage
and even more doubtful morals?
A nuisance, clamoror, babbler,
Blasphemer!
Now he is dead.
Now we shall wait for Messiah.
He surely shall come soon.
"Hear o Israel! . . . !"

a soldier in flight from the Resurrection

so bright a light can hurt the sight
for human eyes can't take surprise is my surmise
but in disguise we will arise
and fall in gratitude, giving thanks, as is right.