Jeff Bresee Poet Couplet

Labor In the Field

Some were hired at
the break of day, a
price to work the
field.
Then others hired
each passing hour
and given the same
deal.

And when the eve was
drawing nigh the
Master with good
will
Looked out and saw
some in the streets
who yet were waiting
still.

So then he went to
them and asked, "Why
have ye labored
not?"
They answered, "We
have not been hired
though labour we
have sought."

And so the Master
stretched his hand
and offered them the
deal,
Which gladly they
accepted and they
moved into the
field.

But when the ones
who'd worked all day
came forth to claim
their pay,
They were offended
when the saw all had
received the same.

And they began to
murmur much, "Does
not the Master care"
"That we have
labored more than
they? This simply
isn't fair."

But then Master
stood and said,
"Good friend I've
done no wrong."
"Have not I paid as
we agreed? Is not my
word yet strong?"

And then he asked
the ones who felt
their payment was
unfair,
"Is thine eye evil
because I'm good",
and silence filled
the air.

For they did not
appreciate the good
things they'd
received – 
The value of the
wage alone was all
that they could see.

They'd missed the
point of why they
worked. They never
gained the yield – 
The true joy that
comes to the souls
who labor in the
field.

Ref: Matthew 20:
1-15

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Poet Destroyer A April 8, 2016 at 1:59 AM Jeff B, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. ~LINDA~

Skat A August 23, 2015 at 11:24 PM Jeff, I enjoyed reading your poem. Luv ~SKAT~

August 11, 2014 at 8:37 PM I searched for work in the fields to receive my souls reward, I worked day and night, joy I did not yield. what I gained from all my toil was worth more than gold the value of team work that's used around the world. Great words.

Christine Costello August 4, 2014 at 4:46 PM Thank you for this poem-I have read it over and over-I enjoyed it so very much.