Man’s Indifference To God

By, Donna M. Monnig

There’s a lot I could say about this poem, but I’ll refrain from engaging in a lengthy commentary debating the pros and cons, the comparisons and ideology, and let this unknown poet’s work speak for itself.

INDIFFERENCE

When Jesus came to Golgotha
        they hanged Him on a tree,
They drove great nails through
       hands and feet and made a Calvary.
They crowned Him with a crown of thorns;
       red were His wounds and deep.
For those were crude and cruel days,
       and human flesh was cheap.
When Jesus came to AMERICA
        they simply passed Him by,
They never hurt a hair of Him,
         they only let Him die.
For men had grown more tender,
and they would not give Him pain,
They only just passed down the street,
         and left Him in the rain.
Still Jesus cried: “Forgive them
         for they know not what they do,”
And still it rained the winter rain
      that drenched Him through and through.
The crowds went home and
        left the streets without a soul to see,
And Jesus crouched against a wall
         and Cried For Calvary!
                                  –Unknown
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The word America in this poem could be replaced with the name of nearly any country in the world and still have the same meaning. The sad truth is that the modern world has become complacent and indifferent. We see the homeless in some litter covered, graffiti lined alley way, digging through a dumpster overflowing with contaminated by products of an affluent society, while shivering and shrugging deeper into their tattered rag of a coat, trying unsuccessfully to escape the chill seeping into their bones from the bitter breeze and drizzling rain – and we think how terrible poverty is. We feel sorry for the poor unfortunate soul forced to live in such squalor, then we walk on by all the while thinking about how someone should do something about it as we head to the next appointment on our much too busy schedule. Oh, we’ll think about that person from time to time, wondering what ever became of them, wondering why someone doesn’t help people like that, we’ll mention how terrible it is to our friends over dinner or while playing a game of cards, never realizing that the primary difference between us and the downtrodden soul living on the fringe of society is that they were simply dealt a less fortunate hand of cards than us.

Jesus said, “Whatsoever you do unto the least of your brethren, you do unto me.” If that doesn’t put this poem into perspective than I don’t know what will.

Let me leave you with some words of wisdom from Abraham Lincoln:

“We have been the recipients of the choicest bounties of heaven; we have been preserved these many years in peace and prosperity; we have grown in numbers, wealth, and power as no other nation has ever grown. 

But we have forgotten God. We have forgotten the gracious hand which preserved us in peace and multiplied and enriched and strengthened us, and we have vainly imagined, in the deceitfulness of our hearts, that all these things were produced by some superior wisdom and virtue of our own.

Intoxicated with unbroken success, we have become too self-sufficient to feel the necessity of redeeming and preserving grace, too proud to pray to the God that made us.”

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About Donna M. Monnig

Donna M. Monnig is a published poet, aspiring novelist, freelance writer, a member of the Society of Professional Journalists, and is a cowgirl at heart.
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2 Responses to Man’s Indifference To God

  1. booklover says:

    Great poem, very sad but very true! You had some very nice thoughts about it at the end, it really helped to illustrate what the poem is about. It makes you think which is good.
    I’m also very excited about this contest! Great idea.

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    • Thanks! I’m glad you like it, I really love this poem, you’re right it is very sad, I’m going to have to find a happy poem to post soon! Good luck with the contest!
      God Bless,
      Donna

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