The Kings and Queens of Dust (Considering Ecclesiastes)
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All go to the same place; all come from dust,
Ecclesiastes 3:20
and to dust all return.
The Kings and Queens of Dust
Hail this which God has given
us and ordained us to dominate.
Indeed, we are His earthly highnesses!
Hosanna, and may we vivaciously, vigorously,
and prosperously prevail as likely royalty
who reflect God’s omnipotent, everlasting glory.
Fail not to teach our children:
“Sons, daughters,” we’ll say, “someday all
shall be shared; that is, eventually,
when you are grown and educated.
Then you shall claim this mortal
earth as your extant home, because
our heavenly Father has said so.”
We say it triumphantly, we have
dominion over all the earth’s organization.
And as a highness semblance we
sit upon a throne; careful, crowds
might think we’re objects of worship.
There behind us shimmers an arrow
tipped with a flame and flanked
with the wings of an eagle.
Yea, speeding arrows come from friendly
bows and sympathetic quivers that are
determined to turn kings, who suppose
themselves to be gods, to sentencing.
Benevolent shadows shift now and near
to protect The Father’s true children.
This is our dominating domain; numbers
partake of its beautiful, bountiful fullness.
Hail Him as He mandates in
the midst of mankind’s maddening turbulence.
We wait at tomb-like entrances
that will not be eschewed, enduring
as kings and queens of dust.
Greetings from the booming metropolis that is Pleasant View, Tennessee. I am a man of constant spiritual highs and spiritual lows. I pray that I serve God at my highest even when I am lowest.
Ben was a founding member of Rambling Ever On and a regular contributor and editor until his untimely death in April 2020.
We wrote a tribute to him, but the best tribute you can give him would be to read all the wonderful poems, short stories, book reviews, theological essays, and ridiculous satire pieces he wrote for us. Pass them on to others and maybe allow Ben to inspire you to write something yourself.
Ben was a founding member of Rambling Ever On and a regular contributor and editor until his untimely death in April 2020.
We wrote a tribute to him, but the best tribute you can give him would be to read all the wonderful poems, short stories, book reviews, theological essays, and ridiculous satire pieces he wrote for us. Pass them on to others and maybe allow Ben to inspire you to write something yourself.
Latest posts by Ben Plunkett (see all)
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Loved the poet in Ben’s soul!