Eric Cockrell

Jesus's Job! - Poem by Eric Cockrell

you took Jesus's job,
and sent it overseas...
always thinking of the bottom line.
and now his benefits
have run out!
you've got an angry
Jesus with a gun,
and a hungry family,
on the streets.

black Jesus, white Jesus,
brown Jesus, red Jesus...
it dont matter,
take your pick...
he's standing in your doorway!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 21, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 21, 2012

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