I came back as a homeless man
And you locked me in a cage
The guards beat me ferociously
My Father was consumed with rage.
When next He sent me back to you
I walked across desert sand
A drone was sent to kill me
And I was back in my Father’s hand.
I was sent once more to shed some light
On the wicked ways of man
You once again, paid me no heed
since I had the deepest tan.
No more will I come for you
Your sins have damned you all
And when you die, you’ll not come here
In hell on your knees, you’ll crawl.
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland
This one is for the Christians because you guys have just finished patting yourselves on your goddamn back and screaming and yelling about how “He is risen!” etc., etc., and then got on with the business of hating on your foreign neighbors, got on with the business of playing fake ass do-gooders when you’re really taking all of the tithes that you bilk from the blind sheep and using it to purchase your fancy vehicles and take your grand vacations. I’ve watched as you beseeched the public for funds to feed the homeless, only to turn around and fill your pantries and freezers with the choicest meats and delicacies and gave to the poor and hungry, outdated shit and you smiled all day long over what your hypocritical ass was doing. Oh, you’ll get yours, indeed you will.
And if you are sitting somewhere expecting an announcement that Jesus has come back, are you serious? There will be no trumpet announcements and “Gather ye!” messages. Your biblical Jesus was poor and humble and walked the earth in a robe and if you truly believe that He will arrive driving a Cadillac Escalade with an Armani suit on, are you for real? You faithless shits wouldn’t know Jesus if he walked right through you. You wouldn’t even feel Him because you are dead inside. The only thing you care for is material shit and to see people who you think are your enemies, dead. You chase after ever more elusive highs because your sad and pathetic little world is really not doing it for you, is it? No, it’s not and that is why you have to deaden the awareness because you are not really living, you are just pretending because that is expected of you and you need stronger drugs and more alcohol to get you through the day because no one can know that you are not really as happy as you claim to be. But you won’t do what you need to do. You refuse to stop worshipping money and you just can’t stop being greedy, cold, callous, thoughtless and selfish. You pretend that you are not any of those things when in fact, you are all of them and so much more of the like.
If your Jesus did come back, what would He think of you? Yeah, I know and what’s more, so do you!