The Last Are Now First Poem by Saiom Shriver

The Last Are Now First



The rejected fruit
last on the tree
with the most juice swells.
The 100th Lamb rescued
by Jesus
now knows God
within him dwells.
The ugly duckling
has become the most
beautiful swan.
The last has become first
and shines in the dawn

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Jesus' parable, Hans Christian Andersen's story, and a line
from Elizabeth George have percolated in my mind.
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