Parable of Ten Virgins
Ten supposed virgins with
lamps, more likely to be
tramps about to stick a man
like stamps. Hitch a
bridegroom and try to put
something inside a womb.
Five were smart as a fox and
wise, and five were dumber
than a box of fries.
Those who we're dimwits,
forgot their toolkits, and the oil
to fuel it.
The wise packed reserves and
used their lamps with
conserves.
The bridegroom was delayed,
while the virgins slept,
slumbered and played.
Around midnight the
bridegroom arrived, someone
cried, as the virgins became
more revived.
The virgins in the camps ran to
their lamps like champs.
The foolish cried to the wise,
‘Give us oil, our light won't
survive.
The ill-advised realized their
lack of preparation and opted
for a lazy solution without
hesitation
The wise replied, ‘No supplies,
not enough set a side ,
purchases your own wayside .’
When they left to buy, in came
their guy, those who where
ready left for a wedding, the
others behind a locked door
dreading.
Copyright © Matityahu Rich | Year Posted 2012
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