The Messiah by H. Leivick Tanks and airplanes come, but the Messiah does not come upon them, The Messiah does not come, nor will he come, upon a tank; The Messiah does not come, nor will he come, upon a plane. Brothers, pronounce these words without regret or anger, Pronounce them gravely, not with chance or whim, Pronounce them brothers, verily with joy. Speak with the will of those of us Who are but putty, but redemption clay Within the hands of every uniformed redeemer; And those of us, the weak, lost, and betrayed Who in the last extreme of wretchedness Still seek for comfort, saying to ourselves; “Though he delay, we will not cease to wait him.” From this it surely follows, O my brothers, That the Messiah will not come except in a fashion Foretold by all of our most ancient dreamers: The Messiah will not come save as the lowly come, Riding humbly on a donkey’...