Have You Found Jesus? A Poem, R.M. Engelhardt

HAVE YOU FOUND JESUS?

Excuse me but …

Have You Found Jesus?

Yes

He was wandering
Homeless through the park so
I bought him a slice
Of pizza

Have You Found Jesus?

Yes

He was freezing outside
On the street in an old
Sleeping bag
In thirty degree weather old
With no job or dreams
Or stories left to tell

Have You Found Jesus?

Yes

He was working as a barista
At Starbucks trying just
To pay the rent

Selling meth on the side

Have You Found Jesus?

Yes

He was at a protest
Beating the shit out
Of a proud boy in self defense
And was arrested & put
Away for 20 years for
Doing the right thing
While the proud boy only
Got 5

Have You Found Jesus?

Yes

He was down on Wall Street
Spraying graffiti on all the
Statues and Icons, with a holy message
Which said:

” Feed The Fucking Poor !”

Have You Found Jesus?

Yes

They found him dead
And hanging from a large cross
In every place & church
His blood still flowing flooding all the streets
And alleyways and in every corner
Of the world washing away
All of the war, crime & hate & pain

But you see, none of these things
Ever really happened

Because Jesus was
Never found
Never died for all our sins

Because Jesus was
Just a man, just another human being
Who got killed by other men

And made a tortured example that the
Twisted power of twisted men
Will always rule
The earth

And that Jesus
Buddha or any
Other enlightened
Beings

Will be destroyed
Decimated, interrogated
Assisinated or burned
At the stake
For every living soul

To see

To watch

In fear

Of speaking up

So excuse me sir but

Have You Found Jesus?
Our savior?
Our friend?

And I reply

Why Yes!

I just had a serious talk with him
Just last week on the bus

He smelled like BO
With garlic & long hair
And he told me to tell you this:

That there’s a real fucking
World out there beyond your
Fucking brainwashed
Mind hive blinders

There’s poor people
There’s disabled people
There’s elderly people
There’s racism, facism &
Groups of insane assholes
Trying to destroy the world

Trying to destroy love
Democracy & your right
To believe in the God you
Want to believe in

So do you still want to find Jesus?

He says;

Look for me out there
I’m in everybody
Who truly fucking cares

Fighting against the monsters
The greedy, the rich and the
And real bastards who would
Kill, murder and steal everything
You love and own

For a single fucking dollar

But?

If you see him?

Tell him I said

“Hi”

~ R.M. Engelhardt
©2023