Matthew 21:41They say unto him, He will miserably destroy those wicked men, and will let out his vineyard unto other husbandmen, which shall render him the fruits in their seasons.
I found old notes and rewrote this poem.
A certain man planted a vineyard
With a nice hedge round about
But then as he was called away far
To some husbandmen, he lent it out
One day he sent a trusted servant
To receive from the fruit thereof
But as a "thief" he was badly beaten
By rocks thrown, hard and rough
To keep this property in tact
Again, he sent his best and humbled
Each in turn was attacked
One died, terribly mishandled
Again, was sent another
Then many more, in fact
Each treated worse than the other
To murder next, they vowed to act
Having yet only one Son
The owner sent Him also, last
The husbandmen were glad he'd come
They would welcome Him to trespass
With whips they struck him bloody
Yet, no cries from him were heard
And then his lifeless body
Was cast out of the vineyard
What is the owner now to do?
But destroy these wicked men
Even if this meant His land too?
Yes! He burned the vineyard, then!
The owner had no choice
He came himself... alone
When all was destroyed
He bent and placed a stone
Representing the son, innocent and rejected.
There was no cause to be dismayed.
This chief cornerstone was resurrected!
And a temple, in his name, was made!
Thomas S. Monson