POEM: Why Do the Angels Keep Singing?

Nha Trang Beach, Vietnam, January 2004
















God, I hear the Hallelujah chorus



and the angels crying glory.









But with my eyes I only see a crippled boy,



peddling a tricycle with his hands to sell his peanuts



to tourists.









Why do the angels keep singing



as though they can't see the sadness



in this world?









But now I remember that You came here



to our broken earth, and touched



the cripples, and wept at death, and died and rose.









Angels, keep singing for my Jesus.