JESUS DECEIVED

 The soul that suffers this morning is the body

of God it’s clearly visible on the countenance

that I suffer from myself and I suffer from Him,

from the natural silent acuteness of intellect

within Him. He rotates the sun you cling

on to your soul, on to your tenebrous endocrine

glands: you know that all that springs to your

thigh, all that descends through you from on high

as low as the ground wounds you. You, poor

man, now you pass by a big church from whence

escapes the voice of an incited priest: “The little

lamb of God who take upon yourself the sins

of the world have mercy on us” and in front

I see Jesus Christ happily ascending the hill

of Golgotha, naked and ascending rapturous

alone not compelled by anyone upon the cross

so that He lift up the sins of these mortals

who persecuted him, derided him and killed

him now shouting, “Kill me ye criminals

I am the little lamb and I am happy  

to forgive your sins.” And the voice

of the priest follows him like a dog

biting over and over again but I listen

to the harsh voice of the evangelist

in whom Jesus speaks, “If you were

Abraham’s children, you would do

what Abraham did, but now you seek

to kill me, a man who has told you

the truth which I heard from God;

this is not what Abraham did. You are

of your father the devil, and your will

is to do your father’s desires. He was

a murderer from the beginning, he is

a liar and the father of the lies but me

because I tell you the Truth ye want

to kill me, ye goddamned”. Ah, Jesus

these criminals are convinced that you

are the sublime idiot and the stupid guy,

so that you ignore them, bursting into tears

and they, getting their fill of blood sing,

“Little lamb of God who take upon yourself

the sins of the world”. They don’t know

that Thy kingdom that will come will be

like a lid of lead that will fall heavily

upon the criminals. Hosanna! Hosanna!

Because in the middle art Thou.