For once, just for once you tried
to lay your burdens, those acquired
from crowds and children,
a collection of tax collectors,
sinners and scribes along the way –
for once, just for once you tried
to lay them on the shoulders of
the strongest men, sons of thunder,
who sank like stones into slumber.
Your light and easy yoke overcame
their heavy lids, their heavy hearts.
Just once you tried, and we let you down.