On The Road To Damascus (A Sonnet) Poem by Barry Blander

Saul mounted the horse with his band of men
Strong-minded in his mission of conquest
Going forth from gates of Jerusalem
Chastiser of the Cult, he'd be the best.
Just who did all these upstarts think they were?
He'd account each renegade to justice
To no impure one would he surrender
So, he rode, with his hand clenched in a fist;
Suddenly, a glorious light streaming
Through the majestic portals of Heaven
Blinded Saul, who knew he was not dreaming
Heard Jesus who did eat bread unleaven:
Saul, Oh Saul, why doest thou persecute Me?
I AM GOD of thy fathers' and of thee.'