For G.K. Chesterton's Off The Wall Poem About Palm Sunday

Yesterday I shared a movie with you about a saint who called himself "God's jackass." Leave it to G.K. Chesterton to write a poem for Palm Sunday from the point of view of the ass. From what I've found out, it was written before he converted officially to Catholicism.

Where did I find this poem? From none other than the good folks over at Universalis. You never know what you will find when praying the LOTH over there.

The Donkey
by G.K. Chesterton

When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born;

With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil's walking parody
On all four-footed things.

The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet.

Guess what else I found? A Catholic homeschoolers study guide for this particular poem. Now that is cool! And so is this: did Jesus ride the colt or the ass?