POETRY: Eat My Flesh, by William Baer

(John 6:55)

“I am the living bread,” he claimed, out loud,
and all were stunned. But their silences were brief;
soon fearful murmurs raced throughout the crowd:
concerns, confusion, even disbelief.
But Jesus was firm. He didn’t equivocate,
of mollify, or cleverly intermesh
his metaphors. He didn’t hesitate:
“If you crave eternal life, then eat my flesh.”
But many, disillusioned, walked away,
for this was not a “Christ” with a sword of fire,
not even a new King David who would slay
his foes and satisfy our earthly desire.
So who will choose to humble himself and stay,
when Jesus asks: “Will you also walk away?”

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