Tongue Lashing ‘Herod’ Poem, by Gary Edward Geraci, at My poetic side

Restraint, the retraining of the tongue,

The smallest but largest loud speaker,

Tamed by the mind and will, its keeper,

Fashioned after the Height, the High Rung:

Let us love all, the new song, now sung;

The message, a change in direction:

Stop, don’t react, pause in reflection.

‘Herod’ demands your fidelity,

Your allegiance: “I am your king, be

Subject to me and my correction!”

Until a Babe in a manger section

Of a livestock stall sent him to his knees.

Gary Edward Geraci

Tongue Lashing ‘Herod’