I Found Jesus

I found jesus. I stepped on him. He's under my shoe. He's a little muddy. But that's okay. Because so are you. I took jesus for a walk one day. I guess I lost him. Maybe I should buy a choke chain. It will probably cost him. I can see he likes water. Wine sometimes too. A little bit of bread. Some fish to feed even you. I haven't seen him in years. A thousand or more. Whatever happened to him? I'm waiting to answer the door. But he is not coming. Because he is not real. If he really cared about the world. The world would be a big deal.