Charles Darnell

(01/19/1950 / St Martinsville, Louisiana)

Lazarus


Ah Jesus! You do me no favors!
You give me life, but not my life!
You raise me up, what am I to do?
You are borne away with the crowd,
Shouting hosannas as you go,
Like the retreating tide
Pulls pebbles from the shore.

I am like shells on the sand.
Empty, hard husk, standing out for the curious,
But I shall not be picked up by wondering hands.
Those who know me, loved me, know me not now.
I am not the phoenix reborn with youth and soaring strength,
Just Lazarus, already tottering to my second tomb.

Those who loved me, wept with joy with my return.
How soon before the side-long glances reveal
The recollection that those little sins
They know I know were resurrected too?
How soon before the happy embrace
Is replaced by distance carefully maintained
As if the death-stink was still on me?

I see my future years ahead,
The unnatural soul moving alone
Through my unnatural days.

My God, my God,
Why have you forsaken me?

Submitted: Sunday, May 19, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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This poem previous appeared in Voices Along the River,2009

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  • Bri Edwards (7/4/2013 3:13:00 PM)

    unlike in a couple of other comments below, i do not believe this poem is deep and powerful...... well, i don't mean to say it is shallow or weak either. i do like it very much and plan to add it to my poemlist. there, i just did.
    and i don't think lazarus is reborn or stands as a miracle (well, maybe a miracle) . ok, maybe reborn as well, but not to his liking. he is saddled with his past and with the stigma of having been a corpse to view before jesus came along and, i guess, made an example out of him. i haven't heard the story in a long time.
    i wonder if the bible actually tells the story of lazarus as you tell it. i guess i could check. i like your story a lot. well done. and the twist.....look who has FORSAKEN WHOM.... is very insightful, imaginative, or whatever.
    i especially liked:

    Like the retreating tide
    Pulls pebbles from the shore.

    and: already tottering to my second tomb.
    thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Wahab Abdul (5/19/2013 9:18:00 PM)

    wonderful, i know, this one is your strong write, the pain and agony of LAZARUS have been depicted in the poem with much force in the following lines....I am like shells on the sand.
    Empty, hard husk, standing out for the curious,
    But I shall not be picked up by wondering hands.
    Those who know me, loved me, know me not now.
    I am not the phoenix reborn with youth and soaring strength,
    Just Lazarus, already tottering to my second tomb................................i like it very much, , ,10/10 (Report) Reply

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