They say
You changed the water into wine
But that it was
Probably non-alcoholic;
That you kicked the money changers
Out of the temple
But that you probably were wearing slippers
And that you did it 'in love'
Reports are that you somehow
Fed a ton of people with just a
Few bits of food...
But then you know what the newspapers are like...
Anything for a story.
And I hear
You were born in a warm, cosy stable
And all the sheep smiled, baa none.
Oh - I saw a picture of you recently
I actually thought your
Long, blond hair
Looked a bit hippy-ish.
Those blue eyes make you
So photogenic. I bet
Your parents must be very proud.
And then I find out that you're a sailor,
Of sorts.
Hmm. Well, that would explain some of
The questionable people you hang out with.
Sometimes I really think that you are a
Bit of a mystery
I probably should google you
Ahh........it's the mystery that keeps us all movin' on. Ya gotta have faith, or nothing is worth the effort. Maybe it's all a myth..........but then..........maybe not. Some things are best left a mystery. Nice perspective, Bob. Linda :)
Love the easy conversational style of this delightful parody of the good book. And yet there is nothing malicious in your light-hearted message. A refreshing change indeed in a site where people tend to take their beliefs very seriously. love, Allie xxxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Christ, what a well-carpentered poem.. and I like that you left it unvarnished... Vines perform the same miracle, but who praises them? I guess because they take longer about it... Keep up the joinery...