Being Bitter

He is the faithful one

Who remained

Slaving all his life

For no return

Nothing to show

No joy and no love

Being bitter comes

Naturally

Anger at the stray

For turning up

Having had all pleasure

And no labour

The Father being

So open

Mother so forgiving

Love not being able

To afford anything

But the joy of redemption

Waiting long and patient

To retrieve the child

From the labour

Of being lost

From the labour

Of mistaken fidelity

That does not know

That all is gift

Generous