Poem: What’s In A Name?

There’s no jesus – and you

have to know this.

Just the world’s

first – and worst – method actor

hanging around getting nailed, loafing

about in his sandals, spouting

wake-up wisdom to the

truly desperate and wounded-stupid.

But who are you going

to call out to, or for, when your

luck’s been beaten to a pulp? You’ve

never been to the church unless

there’s a wedding …