Light Jesus

Jesus in jest “light Jesus” who loves, forgets no need for mercy or justice he nods, pats your head it’s the “other dude” who’s causing the dead nice Jesus no surprise never a chastise just fry a few sacrifices bat a few eyes merely stab at the worm of truth Jesus will turn his head and tuck you into incestuous bed no one saved, no Lazarus lies, the epidermis scanks still in their caves, no empty tomb, witnesses shy, nice little pharisees on parade and twiddledee and twiddledum have faith in their emblematic fairy tales but why is the earth so overwhelmingly pregnant with evil and sin as “the myth” drifts away? has a rock ever opened its lips to talk? do gems ever breathe and gloat? and why are t & t afraid to open “the book” rather trimming its sails keeping it mute misquoting or rearranging its words turning every other books’ pages, taking notes 9/29/2018