99 Just Persons

All these are my father's friends.
They've hurried to see me, but I'm sorry they've come.
(Every one of them a church pillar & prop to the law.)
Why have they come?

Yesterday I kissed him.
I understood what to say, what to do.

I stand here cold as a block, perfectly dumb.
I say to the hills ( do I say it? ) ‘FALL ON ME !’

Better, much better, rooting with pigs, fingering
with harlots - fumbling & starving.

( the old man ) staring under my skin, says:
‘The guests  
are at table. They're delighted to see you.
Here is your chair.’
(There's nothing to say.)

I sit down. The whole
99 are around me.

They have hot hands ( all of them ) & cold wives.
They live in the hills.

I raise my glass to my dad who
has tears in his eyes.
' SKOL ' I say to him
totally ignoring them.


The lad of course arrived yesterday, and this is the scene at the feast.

The prodigal must surely be very deeply attached to his Dad, and confident that the attachment is mutual. St. Luke ( in the AV ) says that Jesus concluded the parable:   ‘It was meet that we should make merry, and be glad: for this thy brother was dead, and is alive again; and was lost , and is found'.

He doesn't say the prodigal has changed entirely, has forgotten the harlots, and is now the 100th just person.

Our own conclusion is surely that he'll be upright; but his righteousness will be solidly new - very like his Dad's, perhaps!