“JESUS, JESUS.” a poem a.k.a.: “On NOT Writing Or Saying Things That Don’t Much Make Everyone Feel Good.” October 28, 2019 (Monday)
“JESUS, Jesus; explain yourself, for what you say is SURELY BAD,
For it doth not ‘tickle our ears.’ You’re making us QUITE MAD.
WhoDoYouTHINKyouARE? and WhatIsTHISyou’reSaying?
EXPLAIN YOURSELF, you ‘upstart,’ or you will soon be praying.
PRAY, to whatever ‘God’ or muse you THINK you represent;
Tell us what you mean, you FOOL, you ruthless, naive gent.
We think we know a thing or two,
And we are more mature than you;
YOU SHOULDN’T SAY THESE THINGS OUT LOUD;
EXPLAIN YOURSELF, and, yes, BE PLAIN;
Make IT make sense to our brain,
OR ELSE we WILL CONDEMN YOU, Hound;
DON’T CHANGE OR TRADITIONS or US around.”