by Glen Martin Fitch
If only what?
So what's the cross you bear?
If fools and tyrants
stayed out of your way
If only you possessed
straight teeth, more hair?
If cancer, heartache, beer
just went away?
Perhaps you suffered
feeling different, strange?
Your parents nailed you up
for every flaw?
Your buddy-boss-man
sold you off for change?
Your lover cheated,
left you with the law?
You want life perfect.
Lacking beauty, wealth
might help, not hurt,
you hone an honest heart,
whet courage facing
conflict, grief, ill health.
In Christ's life
Judas played a crucial part.
Be grateful.
Don't begrudge the luck you lack.
When Judas kisses you,
you kiss him back.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Glen Fitch is a 16th Century poet lost in the 21st Century. Born near Niagara Falls, educated in the Catskills, thirty years on the Monterey Bay he now lives in Palm Springs. Retail not academics has paid the bills. Someday he will finish Spenser's "The Fairie Queene."
Last updated August 23, 2011