Treasure Island

M.D Dinesh Nair

(Thrissur/Vijayawada)

A CRUCIFIXION, A RESURRECTION AND WHAT NEXT?


The stars whispered into the ears of one another
The tale of the treachery of Judas
Laughed at his 30 silver coins
And then observed the graveyard opening!
The Great Resurrection!

The disbelief of Joseph of Arimathea and several women,
The violent earthquake
And then the words of the angel,
”He is risen just as he said”
And the rumours of the Chief priests bribing
The soldiers who brought the news

The 12 appearances near the tomb, on the road to Emmaus,
And then at the sea of Galilee
The talking and eating together,
Allowing Himself to be touched and
Someone laughing at the Doubting Thomas

We read and hear again and again
Promises un-kept unnerving a throng much down
Even as the Father and the Son perhaps playing Golf
In the infinite spaces afar celebrating the reunion
A race marches on unto the verge of doom
With no coffins further opening
With many corpses turning out to be fossils
Mere fossils!

The worldwide crucifixions are still on
One thousand Golgothas are raised,
A million crosses are readied and
Three million nails are driven through flesh and bones ordinary
The Pilates are washing their hands
In purified water....
Everything counts here!

The world is becoming darker despite
A wilder sun and the neon bulbs!
The sky is getting farther and farther
Beyond which the Son and the Father
Are perhaps living a life of THEIR OWN!

Great Commission to the disciples
Cannot yet be sent again
And the engrossing tales of that healing touch
Cannot alone be told with the bleeding crowd swelling!

From those vast grounds hey Lord,
Where You play the space time golf
Come down oh dear Father, come down
And please, bend down to our graveyards smelling blood
To lift us all and make Your home full
We need a resurrection!

Remember for once,
'Thy kingdom hath not come'.

Submitted: Thursday, April 24, 2014
Edited: Friday, April 25, 2014

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  • Shahzia Batool (4/27/2014 5:12:00 PM)

    10 cheers to ma'am valsa's comment on this detailed and witty write up, good one dinesh ji! (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (4/27/2014 11:12:00 AM)

    Diane, let them play like that in the infinite space with no concerns of time as they are not 'mortals'...
    Valerie, I am sure that if at all THY KINGDOM were to come, that would be long back before AD 150 as the two next generations of the disciples of Jesus had strongly and passionately nourished such hopes... In those days of material deprivations and hellish living conditions for many the next world looked very ideal and preferable. Again now it is very late and the father and the son cannot bring the KINGDOM to the masses living all across the globe as the job will be Herculian and the non-Christians many not be longing for that because the promise was made only to a few hundreds people way back in AD 29 somewhere else. If they too wish for the same it would be equal to undoing the designs of the innumerable gods of their faith in those scattered areas. Let all these gods have a say...
    Madam Valsa, I know the game of golf is played by the rich. Is the father poor as he owns vast spaces in this ever expanding universe? The son who was once very poor down on a piece of land inhabited by fishermen, shepherds and small scale traders or peasants need not be so today. Haven`t you seen how time changes people wealth wise too. Time changes all and the long gap between AD 29 and AD 2014 is too long to be ignored. Let them play the golf game as the game of kabady is too silly for them...Ha ha ha....

    As for the history you think I am supposed to have read for the purpose, please note that I only wish if it were all history and not tales..

    Thank you madams for your comments (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (4/27/2014 5:04:00 AM)

    So, you know the entire history around Jesus' crucifixion and resurrection.... The image of the Father and the Son playing golf in the extensive golf course of the sky has brought a smile on my lips..... But golf is a rich man's game.... Is it not a little incongruous to associate Jesus born into the lap of poverty with the game of golf....? Playing Kabadi would have been better.... Any way a remarkable write Dinesh.... enjoyed much! ! (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (4/24/2014 5:15:00 PM)

    No indeed, 'Thy kingdom hath not come, ' and I doubt that it ever will. A cynical write Dinesh, but well constructed. (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (4/24/2014 6:05:00 AM)

    Splendidly apocalyptic but the image that will remain in my mind is that of Father and Son enjoying a game of spacetime golf - brilliant! (Report) Reply

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