Three Days of Easter

Saturday

Behind closed doors

we wait.

For what, we know not.

The Sabbath

this day to meet

and share our common life

now full of tears, fear

bewilderment

Will they come for us

our neighbours, the soldiers

will they turn on us as well?

We wait

Elation and courage evaporate

all brought undone

triumph to tragedy

in a matter of days

Behind closed doors

we wait.

We talk, weep, sit in silence

relive those moments

he said were coming

who could have known

that’s what he meant

I cannot sleep, I cannot eat

I can’t undo what I have seen

and heard, and done

Behind closed doors

we wait

talking in whispers

What do we do now?