A Desert People (1 Kings 18)

1.

“How long will you go limping

with two different opinions?”

Elijah asked the people.

But it wasn’t opinions

that worried the people,

it was rain. Rain, as always.

“How long will you go limping

with two different opinions?”

Elijah asked the people.

“Let’s just see who

Can make it rain

And stop limping

With two opinions.”

2.

And people said

they could tell

as the British bombers

wrecked the streets

who had been to bed

and who had been up

as they filed into

the air raid shelters:

“Good morning,” meant

they’d been to bed;

“Good evening” meant

they hadn’t yet. And

“Heil Hitler!” meant

they were still asleep.

3.

From morning till noon

the Baal prophets wailed,

“O Baal, answer us!”

But no rain.

Not a drop,

and this was

a desert people.

They limped about

the altar they made,

those Baal prophets.

“Surely Baal is a god,”

Elijah laughed. “Maybe

He’s meditating, or he’s

off to the loo, or

he’s on a trip. No,

I know—he’s asleep

and needs awakened.”

The priests raved on,

but there was no voice,

no answer,

no response.

“How long will you go limping

with two different opinions?”

Elijah asked the people

As he geared up

For his rainstorm show,

So good it made

The Bible and everywhere.

They were a desert people;

it wasn’t opinions. It was rain.

Rain, as always.

Heil, Hitler.

Guten Morgen.

Gute Nacht.

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