A Palm Sunday poem by G.K. Chesterton
The G. K. Chesterton Institute for Faith & Culture is pleased to share “The Donkey,” a Palm Sunday poem by G.K. Chesterton:
THE DONKEY
by G. K. Chesterton
When fishes flew and forest walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born.
With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil’s walking parody
On all four-footed things.
The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Stave, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
I keep my secret still.
Fools! For I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet.
–1927
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