Demanding Justice-A Free Verse Opening to Luke 18:1-8


Certain words,
Grouped in one, two, and three,
Laid down, evenly spread
Righteously and rhetorically,
Those cannot help,
But to be
Unsung notes,
For unwritten songs,
Seeking new tones,
Clear and crisp,
Listen now,
Or they gone in a whisp’,
Like autumn’s first cold,
“What did he say?”
Just three words,
“Then Jesus told.”
One, two, three,
Now you see,
This story of patience,
And words;
Cannot be seen;
It must be sung-
It shall be heard,
A parable begun,
Justice to be done.

–Richard Bryant