#101 - a passion for Easter

10.4.20

101

a Passion for Easter

God died

went meekly but

we have the last words

fish for Friday

a crowd of signs

they bring the poor boy down

it’s saddest story ever

X marks the anyone anywhere spot

And won’t you sing along with me

God in the blood 

and the body is God’s  

God’s the whole family too

see flawless selves in dark of glass

and bin the sins outside

poor believing buggers

they’re bred from the imagination

spread like a rumour

set on the truth

come from a long white beard

soul breath with an eternity

and that’s just the reward

all gospel!

barb the heart

you thorn boy

and spear God in the side

there’s money in the message

if you do it on a rock

then faith was lost

God died again  

more painfully this time

and grows into a tree too

to either end the world

blessed the lot

must not spill seed

call glory

war for it of course

shield, sword

as godly each

run through with a cross

or saved by it

no stopping here to think

consider a church of Jesus wept

the fiddling place

doors to halls

and wander under

brocaderies to flounce it princely

God’s ironed stiff

kiss this

forget

say God is with

and suffer the children a little

everyone’s a winner

mount a sermon now

beatitudes, you beauty

but holier than thou

so much of this gone without saying

yet there still the reverie

and all our wants diaphanous

because we’re going down

mortify me, won’t you

really not so hard

a little to left now

just to the right

and under skin

up family tree

some brimstone baggage for good measure

unclean in the morning

but got it off my chest

under the influence

so saintly

nailed it

nice stigmata

does anybody weep for God?

oh no, we’re well past that

all rise

imagine a revival

mouth to mouth

and better not burn

but blood upon

holy lamb

mint sauce

and mountain greens

flayed and arrow

it’s anyone, remember

gods get up and go again

you just have to believe

you keep the bow of burning gold

give me a chocolate bunny