The way was paved
With fickleness,
With uncontrolled emotions,
With frenzied hollers
Of "hosanna in the highest"
By motley loud mouths.

The motley loud mouths
Misconstrued
The mission of the messiah,
They pandered
To the paraphernalias of pomps,
The Christ let them be.

The beast of burden
With the Christ sitting astride
Strode into the city
In triumphant entry,
The minions of mammon
Masquerading
As ministers of God
Laid in wait with false charges.

The days after,
Sentence of death awaited the Christ,
The motley loud mouths
Again hollered "Crucify him"!