Loyd C. Taylor, Sr.
What Have We Learned Poem For Palm Sunday - Poem by Loyd C. Taylor, Sr.
What Have We Learned?
They shouted with praises, reaching the sky,
Pushing and shoving to see Jesus pass by.
Crying, 'Hosanna, hosanna, glory to the King!
He comes to us today, great joy He doth bring.'
They threw down palm leaves, covering the way,
Clearing the way for His entrance that day.
Raising joyful voices, as praises filled the air,
The day had come, God answered their prayer!
But, in a short time they changed their chant,
From joyful noise, to a mob's hate-filled rant.
From Hosanna, hosanna, as when He was praised;
To crucify Him! Crucify Him, as their anger blazed!
In disbelief we might question why they turned?
But maybe the question is, 'What have we learned? '
Written by Loyd C Taylor, SR.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
It's amazing how people can be so fickle, they are this way this moment and then shortly they change. We see this in the crowd on Palm Sunday. One day they are raising their hands in praise and a little later the same hands are raised in an angry fist. The mouth that cried, 'Hosanna', later cries out 'Crucify! '
I jotted this down as I was thinking about Palm Sunday. I hope you enjoy it.
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