Most of the crowd spread their cloaks on the road.
And others cut branches from the trees.
And spread them on the road.
In praise, they paid their spiritual fees.

How often do we hail a saviour.
We are so deeply moved.
We seem done with spiritual labour.
All doubt seems removed.

Then all too soon we forget.
Those we praised we now curse.
We will not forgive and let.
We only look to the worse.

We vilify.
And some chose long ago to crucify.

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We praise the saviour
We spread all  our cloaks before him.
And then we forget

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See Matthew 21: 1-11