Easter's Deception Poem by dave lessard

He never watched an Easter sunrise
it was too much like
worshipping the sun
there were no bunnies running
His work on earth was getting done.

His love was shining ever brightly
his truth made known from Paul and John
from Luke and Matthew and from Mark
persecuted because they did not belong.

We all will suffer for the truth
because the eyes of men are blind
their ears are deaf to grace
belief in just themselves they find.

He was among us and we knew Him not
too much involved in our own sin
oblivious to His commands
forgetful of where we'd been.

Easter is for fools and folly
rabbits that magically lay eggs
surrounded by the great deceit
alas, the truth is bent and begs.