Caryl Ramsdale


Rhyme: Four Times More - Poem by Caryl Ramsdale

Taxes have a long history,
During New Testament time;
Tax collectors were known cheaters,
Their kings were their partners in crime.
Jesus of Nazareth entered
Jericho, north of the Dead Sea-
On His way to Jerusalem-
Crowds followed Him through this city.
A curiosity seeker,
One small man that couldn't see clear;
Perched high in a sycamore tree
Waiting for Jesus to come near.
Soon the savior came to that spot,
Called him by name, ordered him down;
He knew this chief tax collector
Was the most hated man in town.
He also knew this wealthy man
Would promise to pay back the poor;
That Zacchaeus would humbly
Pledge cheat money back four times more.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2010



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