Though the poor suffer, they receive a crown.
But others wear their crowns today in Rome
and sit upon the thrones of your grey town
where Balaam and the idols make their home.
My children, build no temples here of stone
but live instead as lightly as a bird
who belongs to a sky he does not own.
Or like the sheep following their shepherd;
their home is not the field, but Him. Now come
straying sheep, hear his voice, return and cleave.
Those who are faithful to the last will, from
the hand of a sword-bearing God, receive
the hidden manna and the victor’s claim:
a secret white stone bearing a new name.


Other Bible stories from Moss Kingdom:

The Cain Series: The Birth of CainThe Crime of CainThe Curse of Cain

Old Testament: Some He Bruises, Some He Bleeds: A Sestina on the CovenantsNoah Wakes from a Recurring NightmareAbram the PaganFor the Sake of the FewThe Deception of JacobThe Unspeakable NameA Sound of War in the CampA Lament for MichalThe Rape of Tamar and the Half-life of JoyNumbered Numbered Weighed Divided: a Rubaiyat concerning Belshazzar’s doom, JonahThe Years the Locusts have Consumed

New Testament: What need has He for our Democracy: A poem for Peter during his lapseSilent SaturdayDoes God still have a body?At Simon’s House

The Letters to the Churches:
ApocalypsisEphesusSmyrnaPergamumThyatiraSardisPhiladelphiaLaodicea