Between Us and You
O Rich man in purple and fine linen draped
With your lavish home beautifully landscaped
Extravagant, faring suptuously everyday
Please cast your eyes upon us beggars we pray
And on Lazarus whom we have brung to you from the slums
For he only desires of your table the fallen crumbs
We have laid him here at the entrance of your estate
For pity yet between us and you is the this shackled gate
Now open up your heart from behind those closed doors
For even the dogs have come out to lick Lazarus' sores
But the man who could meet the need and supply the lack
Never met him or took heed though he was always brought back
And finally it came to pass that the beggar man died
So the angels of Heaven carried him to Abraham's side
Then the rich man died and was buried by gentlemen and ladies
But being in torments he lifted up his eyes in Hades
And seeing Abraham faraway with Lazarus by his side
He addressed him as father for mercy aloud he cried
In agony for Lazarus to be sent to him in hell fire
After dipping his finger in water to cool his tongue, quench desire
Son, remember how you received good things in your lifetime
Living for worldly luxury all throughout your prime
While Lazarus received evil things with no one to mourn or sing
Or give Him a heartfelt eulogy after death gave its sting
But now he has the comfort for which he was always yearning
And you are sentenced to pain and sorrow in eternal burning
His hope's realized, you're denied for all your days you will rue
Besides all this a deep and wide gulf is fixed between us and you
So that those who want to pass through from here to you cannot
Neither can any crossover from there to this beautiful spot
Of paradise as the Garden of God a bosom for His saints
Who trusted in Him and now have no lack or complaints
Nor will your prayers be heard though your beggings become fervent
That Lazarus should resurrect (yet Lazarus is not your servant)
To go witness to your five brothers and warn them to repent
So that they will not also come into this place to suffer torment
For they have Moses and the prophets them they should hear
And change their minds to worship God with reverent fear
For if they do not listen to Moses and what the prophets have said
Neither will they be persuaded though someone rises from the dead.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment