Sacred No More
Jesus is not in the Sacred Bread
Nothing stays the same ,much as we hope
He drowns with refugees, he crawls in mud
Life and God aren’t static.souls have fled
Do not deny the loss, nor its great scope
Jesus is not in the Sacred Bread
Europe cracked , a billion billion dead
Unacknowledged evil is the rope
He burned with Europe’s Jews ,we lust in bed
The War’s not gone, it lives inside the head
We do not need a thousand microscopes
Jesus is not in the Sacred Bread
The symbol’s done, the bread of heaven ‘s bad
We “Christians” were not there when Jesus spoke
Christ burned with gypsies, queers , was shot unclad
It’s over, people,what we never read.
We ruined the world , destroyed the ones who fled
Jesus is not in the Sacred Bread
He drowned and burned was shot,he’s truly dead
Copyright © Katherine Braithwaite | Year Posted 2020
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