When They Asked, Smirking (JESUS BHAKTI POEMS (ii))

When they asked, smirking, and pulling faces,
‘Where is your father, boy? Why
is he not here
at your side?’

And you stopped talking for a moment to say
‘God does not dwell in temples,
especially not
this den of thieves,’

I think they were laughing at you,
those wise men.
But they were not
just laughing.

The seed of your death had been planted,
O Lord of the blue skies
and wide
open spaces.

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