Bully of Baldhead

He picked up the cloak that had fallen from Elijah
and went back and stood on the bank of the Jordan.

2 Kings 2:13

A gang of youths jeered at Elisha,
Elijah’s protégé…

“Go on up, you baldhead! Go on up, you baldhead!”

(From 2 Kings 2:23-25)

BULLY OF BALDHEAD

how serious is it to mock the prophet?
before Elisha ventures forth
to Mount Carmel, he calls down a curse

two bears lumber out of the woods
hungry as all git out—
the crunch of youths

forty two wise…
the remaining ran away
by the skin of their scalps

would the bullies change their ways
or change directions—
find satisfying morsels

they tell their parents—
“What did you do son?”
their parents git them too

or does the fool pride
fall from the tree—
father to son

“The Father” looked down
Son nailed to cursèd tree—
all are invited

to leave their sin
at Jesus’ feet—
the cost of salvation 

snarled skin, blood, tears,
death— hearts broken
until three days later

who was worried
after dayrise—
two angel bears atop the tomb’s rock

2/1/2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Krutsinger Avatar
February 4, 2022 at 2:08 AM
I love this part "two bears lumber out of the woods hungry as all git out— the crunch of youths"
Rodrigues Avatar
February 4, 2022 at 8:41 AM
Right…lol!?
DiMino Avatar
February 1, 2022 at 10:05 AM
Hi Kim; yes, he had risen. Don't think it is that simple though, confess guilt because you fear, and be forgiven. One has to truly love, as Christ does, to be forgiven. That requires a complete transformation of self, every wrong thought a part of our physical being. But what do I know, only my opinion -- hope your interpretation, which has a large learned consensus, of scripture is correct. Joe.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 1, 2022 at 10:24 AM
Truly, a complete transformation as we are sanctified day by day…
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