Palm Sunday, Passion Sunday

Palm Sunday, Passion Sunday
Lent 6; Matthew 21:1-11, Matthew 27:11-54
Crowds like to gather,
cheer and make noise,
shout loud hosannas
when their team scores.
Crowds’ praise is fickle:
sledging and boos
spread like pandemics.
Outsiders lose.

Man on a donkey
crowds hail as king.
Same human crucified -
scorn and thorns sting.
Cave to peer pressures –
God sent to die.
Flog him and mock him –
taunts drown his cry.

Gunfire and bombing
deafens the ears.
Deaths are statistics,
filing the tears.
Victim most godly
hears them and sees,
suffers their tragedies,
voices their pleas.

Mobs become predators!
One meeting one
might see in other’s eyes
sister or son.
Crowds sloganize the walls.
Silence is bare.
Honour One sent to us!
Listen and share!

Gather in harmony!
No need to crowd!
Value community,
no voice too loud!
Stand firm against the tide!
Pray for the dawn!
To those who show the way
others are drawn.
	Barbara Messner 25/03/2026