Fat Tuesday – A Poem

On my way to work this morning I was thinking about the fact that it is Mardi Gras today, and this poem started forming in my mind. I decided I had to get it out before it was gone. Besides, I needed a new poem to link to dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night later today.

Fat Tuesday

Mardi Gras
We call it Fat Tuesday
It’s the day we eat,
drink and be merry
for tomorrow we shall die
or maybe only diet

We sacrifice the things we love
→chocolate
→sweets
→coffee
→bread
→maybe our favorite TV shows

We attempt by our sacrifice
to understand
the passion of Christ, His suffering,
His sacrifice for us

He really did die,
not just diet

For 40 days we sacrifice
as if we were wandering
in the wilderness, hungry and tired
But each night we sleep in our own
warm, cozy beds
with our stomachs full
even if not with our favorite treats

Can we ever truly understand?
Perhaps not
For today, let’s just eat

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.

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22 Responses

  1. Yes He died, not diet. Love this! I too feel like I have given up a lot, not just given up but lost a lot. Things taken away from me. I never quite understood Lent and still have questions about it’s biblical premise. Forty days in the wilderness was not right before the crucifixion. Anyways, I do think it a good time to reflect upon the cross, but isn’t every day a good time? And should we all out sin before we dive into sin before we dive into remorse?
    I do love your poem!

  2. Claudia picked my favourite lines too:
    He really did die
    not just diet.

    We can never truly understand. All we can do is be truly thankful.

    • I think those are my favorite lines, too. And I agree that the most we can do is be thankful each and every day – not just during Lent, but all year long – for the gift of His grace. Peace, Linda

    • Deb, It occurred to me that I’ve recently given up dairy and wheat pretty much permanently – not just for Lent – so eating today won’t be any different than eating tomorrow. 🙂 But Lent does make me think of the sacrifice of our dear Jesus, and to at least try to comprehend. Peace, Linda

  3. This is a rarity: a true indictment and an entertaining read. This better than any Mardi Gras treat.

    “For 40 days we sacrifice
    as if we were wandering
    in the wilderness, hungry and tired
    But each night we sleep in our own
    warm, cozy beds
    with our stomachs full
    even if not with our favorite treats”

    Pretty much puts my meager sacrifice in its proper place. Thanks!
    – Mosk

    • Mosk – Thanks for the thoughtful comment. What an honor to have been able to pen a poem that is dubbed a “rarity: a true indictment and an entertaining read.” 🙂 Peace, Linda

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