We Thought You’d Ride a Horse

We Thought You’d Ride a Horse

 

When you entered the Holy City triumphant. Our

trouble was with the government, didn’t you know?

We expected swords and hammered shields, or at least

a Warrior King on a regal steed. Rescue! we cried.

Save us! we chanted. Our Liberator would ride

in our defense and mount a brave battle against

our captors, a clash of blood. We did not expect

a donkey. Gentle beast of burden, slow enough

for a child, round hooves on palm branch carpet.

We did not expect surrender. We did not expect

your blood. But now, remembering, we are grateful.

For You, on a donkey.

 

 

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