January 22, 2011

Uriah Welcomes His Step-Son Into Sheol

2 Samuel 11:2-12:18

Your father stole your mother from my breast —
he spied her while out strolling on his roof
and saw her in her nakedness, undressed
while bathing, reckless of his lust.

My loyalty was soon put to the proof,
a soldier under orders, as I must
obey my Lord. Abandoned in my trust,
an arrow pierced my breast, a lance my side,
and so it was I came to rest in dust.
In fighting for your father — so I died.

A prophet gave your father a reproof,
a promise you too soon would find your rest;
you died a few days after your first breath.

Come, greet your foster father here in death.

Tobias Stanislas Haller BSG
January 22, 2011


June Butler said...

It's a wonderful poem, Tobias. I'm curious as to why Uriah and David's son came to mind as subjects for a poem.

Tobias Stanislas Haller BSG said...

Thanks, Mimi. As is usually the way with poems when the come upon me, it was the image of the final couplet that started it all. I would make a poor "poet laureate" as I would find it hard to write a poem to order.

It did seem, in retrospect, that Uriah is a bit of an unsung hero, apart from Nathan's beautiful parable, to which I made oblique reference at the end of the previous post. Maybe that's what got my mind rolling...