Easter Chocolate Poem by C Richard Miles

Do some folk’s minds just turn to chocolate
In spring, as we are coming up to Easter?
Why is it that this season means a feast
For some? But some will not relent till later
And wait until the Passover is past
To break their fast. For them, will-power stronger,
It surely is more sweet to know that they
Have passed the test of abstinence. No longer
Do they have to suffer all alone:
They are redeemed to join the feeding frenzy
As the sticky brown-ness of each egg
Imparts some hint of sacrifice engendered
In the Cross itself, when that rich blood
Was given up for mankind; for food from that gift
Can nourish us more rich than finest dark
Cacao could ever hope - unlike Black Magic.