poor jesus

we dress him in theology, atomize him with dross
then kill him with sentiments and bury him 'neath floss
while with our halitosis, we subdue the cross

if Jesus were a Punk, at least he'd be somethin'
but we manacle his feet and mangle his person
snip his balls and skewer his lips

his agony is us, believers who mistrust
the good news of him cause it's not politically correct
he's a nigger-slave, a German-kraut

a sneaky Jap, a Russian bear
clothed in pink, in red, black and green
any ideology we're against in the twistings of our pen

poor Jesus, in ideologies pressed
i'd snatch him from heaven
and clothe him in flesh



*It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.
-Frederick Douglas



*Love wants eternity; it's closer to death than to life: nothing can prevent it from sooner or later being crucified.  Only friendship comes back to life.  But the world does not care for the kind of love which opens up, even here, onto the beyond.  Such love is frightening, like everything that is not chained up; it is both liberating and disturbing.
-Jean Sulivan


*The greater scandal is that love is preached as a tranquil, social wisdom, confusing it with the natural love of family, or with philanthropy.  It is not the coupling of husband and wife that the church blesses...but the asceticism that marriage implies.  Marriage without austerity is the modern form of prostitution.
-Jean Sulivan