“YSSA WA(I)VER!” Saturday – 01/13/2018
Yssa* was a waver, waved the whole day long,
WavED in The Market Place; waved (to) both weak and strong!
Like Leo Buscalia, just liked to wave with LOVE,
Criticized profoundly (but) waved! Just like – “A DOVE!”
And, when the stern officials, asked for him to stop,
He waved at them-and-politely-said: “I love the BUNNY HOP!”
So, they gathered up the ones-in-charge, to nail him to a cross,
When asked who’d drive the nails in, he said: “I’m at a loss; But what about a WAIVER?”
And they then sent for RAND! Who waved a lot, but liked to pound
NAILS THROUGH THE HAND!
“NO, I meant a WAIVER – could-you please pardon me?”
They never heard his pleas and cries, just nailed him to a tree!
BUT – HE ESCAPED (yay!) and went to France with his friend Mar Magdala,
They had some kids and (eventually) ruled in Old Valhalla!
And, every day, when Yssa walked, among The Fields of Gold,
He’d wave at folks who passed him by and did what he was told!
And, sometimes, when he waved at ALL,
His Hands Would Tell The Tale! (Oh, my gosh, is this what they call: STIGMATA!)
They’d say: “There goes that hole-y man; he loves a 9″ nail!!”
*: see, “The Lost Years of Jesus: The Life of St. Issa” a supposedly Tibetan text.ZZ V
Editor :DAZZLED ♥️ FOOTNOTE
JFASTEREFT MODERN IMPRESSIONIST POET
THOUGHT PROVOKING ATTITUDE OF TODAY’S AUDIENCE OR HUMANS
FROM THE BEGINNING OF TIME WAVERING IS A SHOW OF KINDNESS, HAPPINESS, PERSONAL RECOGNITION OF OTHERS SENDING MESSAGES OF LOVE AND ATTENTION TO SHARE RESPECT.
WHEN WE EDITED THIS VERSE WE WERE STOPPED IN OUR TRACKS
What ever happened to the practice of wavering gone! 😯 Thought for the day folks.