2025 Poetry Contest: Third Place

 Verily Verily The Good Shepherd

by Claire B.

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Verily, verily,

The King of all Kings

Come to the earth

As a babe of all things.

 

Verily, verily

He grew up to be

The humblest shepherd

You e’er did see.

 

Verily, verily,

He helped all the poor

Trying to teach them

What He has in store

 

Verily, verily,

His very own sheep

Turned on their shepherd

The wages they’d keep

 

Verily, verily,

By the sheep’s hand

The good shepherd died

Saying, “I understand”.

 

Verily, verily,

The sheep, they all thought

“the shepherd is gone,

Life and death all for naught.”

 

Verily, verily

The sheep were all wrong

The shepherd had expected

This all along

 

Verily, verily,

In three days time

The shepherd returned

Having paid the sheep’s fine

 

Verily, verily,

When some sheep found out

They rejoiced at the news

Then went back to shout

 

“Verily, verily!

Our fellow sheep,

Our shepherd is back!

Him the grave couldn’t keep!”

 

Verily, verily,

Some sheep came home

Back to the shepherd

No longer alone.

 

Verily, verily,

All you sheep who

Come back to the shepherd

Will find safety too. 

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