THE HERALD OF THE DAWN!
I rise to greet the early morn;
I am the herald of the dawn.
I am the first to greet each day
"Wake up you lazy folk, " I say!
I strut around , I am the best,
I am superior to the rest.
The hours of night are meant to be
For healing sleep for you and me,
But last night I got no peace ,
The noise and bustle did not cease.
People running to and fro
Something wasn't right I know!
Screams and weeping filled the air,
Arguing and fighting everywhere.
I saw a man his robes stained red,
A ring of thorns stuck on his head.
Some were shouting taunts and jeers
Some were collapsed engulfed in tears.
I see well-
I haven't seen him here before,
But of course, I can't be sure!
A woman isn't certain too,
She's asking him, "Just who are you ?"
He doesn't seem to want to say,
He's turned around and walked away!
I think I'll follow just to see
Who ever this strange man might be !
But no I can't, it will have to wait
The night is passing , it's too late,
My morning duty time has come
I must ensure that it is done!
Another woman hails that man,
"Tell me your name if you can !"
Once again he's turned away,
"I don't know you," I hear him say.
A woman shouts, " Listen to me !
I think you are from Galilee!"
"I AM NOT !" I here him swear,
"and I don't know the prisoner over there !"
I raise my head and twice I crow,
The dawn is here I let him know.
The prisoner turns to look his way,
"I warned you friend," he seems to say.
The stranger sinks down on the ground,
The crowd turns silent, not a sound.
"Forgive me Master," his eyes pray,
He covers his head and crawls away.
I am the herald of the morn
I crowed twice to greet this dawn !
A simple cockerel I might be,
But I'll go down in history!
Sister Marian.
