The table was set with the finest linens and silverware,
A buffet of assorted delicacies selected, chef’s choice.
House rules codified,
Preparations fixed for the arrival of the most honorable Guest.
A chair was imported to impress,
Security tight, garden manicured,
The house sparkled with anticipation.
The other guests signed confidentiality agreements,
Some came prepared to seek His glare even for one glorious moment.
Some memorized a famous quote, others brought gifts, everyone donned their favorite attire.
His expected appearance made everyone and everything around Him better.
The neighborhood buzzed,
Children climbed poles to catch a glimpse of His caravan,
Even the weather behaved.
The moment arrived,
It was glorious,
All felt protected and holier as His reflection shined on them.
The host waited to greet Him,
Outside as He emerged from the entourage,
Inadvertantly passed over while the Guest of Honor was rushed inside.
A slight was perceived,
Righteousness became infected by indignation,
Goodness redefined,
While His nemesis crept in the opened backdoor,
Then pardoned in its wake,
And took His prestigious seat at the table.
The people still clamored for their moment with His replacement,
Some recognized the affront but cared not,
Rules amended then fortfied by the mob.
They replaced Him with what He despised,
Enticed by Bilam,
A remnant of Ba’al,
The attraction toward debaseness,
Compromised their soul.
If a piece is sacrificed, is it all damned?
The newly crowned guest saddled his Trojan Horse,
Dismounted and dismantled,
The efforts that proceeded,
While the onlookers cheered and chanted in his name.
Erased, was every mention and quote uttered by and about the Guest,
Curriculums edited,
Statues demolished and replaced,
“God is dead,” they declared.
“This is not how you treat an invited Guest,” One spoke up,
Rejected and discounted,
He suffered alone, not due to His embarrassment,
But that for his host and all others.
But shame had already exited quietly, defeated,
While the disrespected Guest impatiently waited for His Name to be cried out once again,
And for another invitation to arrive.
