中国大好き

FOR EASTER

Something in my heart has died,
something that keeps me warm and alive.
You hurt me bad,
I hope I never hurt you this way.
Something in my heart walks again,
something that makes me go on.
I hope you feel it as long as you live.

MW April 2019

JESUS LIVES – IT’S ALIVE!

God is poetry
& the other way.

A spectre is poetry
& the other way.

A spirit is poetry
& the other way.

I live in poetry,
in God, if you will.
Always in more stuff
than I’ll ever know.

People have risen.
Hallelujah!
Not “The Chinese People”,
people.
Just people,
unjust people,
& those in between.

In Egypt.
Anywhere.

People will.

Jesus
is often too big,
our pastor said.
Look for the personal stuff,
when Jesus calls
someone by name.
Otherwise it’s too big,
all of it.

Or too empty,
when I read
Jesus lives
on a wall
in the middle of nowhere.
Anarchy works better,
almost any graffiti,
most of the time.

It’s not empty,
Jesus is very much alive
in Chagall’s crucifixions.

So, happy easter.
Thank you.

MW April 2019

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