ChrisFewings

Who Bears the Blame?

‘Starve, scourge, deride me. I am dumb’ – G.K.Chesterton, The Donkey

On Palm Sunday, Eeyore raises
his voice from the ground and brays
his truth, standard bearer
for the burden bearers,
for those who squat on dust
to dip a burst balloon
into empty honey. Women
who keep silent in the temple
shout hosanna here. The stones
generations have trampled
into the road cry out
to praise a man who kneels to wash
the feet of labourers, who allows
a woman to massage
his cracked feet at a dinner party,
who calls a banker to climb down
and join the picnic. Children
with mangy hair throng round the donkey
at the food bank for a blessing.