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An Easter Poem for Fools



April 11, 2009 – Comments (0)

Christian Fools (in the Motley sense, of course!),

Happy Easter from a non-Christian. I like this poem even though it's meant for you.

When forests walked and fishes flew
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood,
Then, surely, I was born.

With monstrous head and sickening bray
And ears like errant wings—
The devil's walking parody
Of all four-footed things:

The battered outlaw of the earth
Of ancient crooked will;
Scourge, beat, deride me—I am dumb—
I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour—
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout around my head
And palms about my feet. - by G.K. Chesterton

For all Fools, let's have a great bull rally / bear sell-off.  In other words, whatever your position may be, here's wishing the donkeys the best starting Monday!

David in Qatar

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