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Zacchaeus. Luke Ch. 19

by Dennis Donald

They named their baby Aaron,
His father did insist,
"Two 'A's at the beginning,
He'll come first in every list."

But Aaron grew up trouble,
And his father's face grew red.
Took 'Aaron' off his name tapes.
Put 'Zacchaeus' there instead.

He trespassed in the vineyards,
For ever climbing trees
And breaking precious branches off,
And scrabbling his knees.

In due course, off to work, he chose
The lowest of them all,
A tax collector's desk, because
He wasn't very tall.

He wasn't only little, but
The people were unkind.
The whole of life was laced with 'Z's,
The 'A's were left behind.

A crowd one day came clamouring
And pressed upon his stall,
He couldn't see, shinned up a tree
Because he was so small.

A kindly man looked up, and saw
Zacchaeus up the tree.
Had he heard right, as Jesus said,
"Come down, we're off for tea!"

1st Corinthians 10:31
"Whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God."

This poem was a finalist in the November 2016 poetry contest

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