As per this Sunday…

Miller Williams

Miller Williams

“Adjusting to the Light” (by Miller Williams)

—air —air! I can barely breathe …aah!

Whatever it was, I think I shook it off.
Except my head hurts and I stink:Except
what is this place and what am I doing here?
Brother, you’re in a tomb. You were dead four days.
Jesus came and made you alive again.
Lazarus, listen, we have things to tell you.
We killed the sheep you meant to take to market.
We couldn’t keep the old dog, either.
He minded you. The rest of us he barked at.
Rebecca, who cried two days, has given her hand
to the sandalmaker’s son. Please understand
we didn’t know Jesus could do this.
We’re glad you’re back. But give us time to think.
Imagine our surprise to have you—well,
not well, but weller. I’m sorry, but you do stink.
Everyone, give us some air. We want to say
we’re sorry for all of that. And one thing more.
We threw away the lyre. But listen, we’ll pay
whatever the sheep was worth. The dog, too.
And put your room the way it was before.

Author: Glenn Machlan

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