"Comfort ye, comfort ye my people," "And the glory of the LORD shall be revealed" The King grew beyond proportion, FAR too big to be concealed By junior high, junior high, Ju -u - u -u -u - nior H-i- i-igh Despised and rejected A taproot from the mustard family Grew bigger than his britches Commandeered the salad All the other vegetables Pa-a -a -aled in comparison To my mouth raised incorruptible a reddish radish of sorrows, I acquainted him with grief Ate half today and half tomorrow Copyright ©️ 2024, David Angel, All Rights Reserved PoetNote - This poem will make no sense unless the reader is familiar with Handel's oratorio Messiah and its endless possibilities for dramatic ornamentation and embellishment. Even if you know Messiah, it will be a miracle if this one makes any sense to you. If it does, maybe you can explain it to me. Every year, I walk out of the performance chagrined that I must wait a whole year to see it again. God willing. Handel's Messiah: Hallelujah Chorus, Part II - Revelation 19:6 Part I Isaiah 40:1 and 40:5 Part II - Isaiah 53:3 Part III - 1 Corinthians 15:52 I don't know where Cici found the gargantuan radishes.
