Sunday of the Passion
Entering into Jerusalem
rode Jesus on an ass
to cheering throngs
of mindless groupies
who hoped and prayed
he was there to save the day.
But he did not.
He rode into town,
cleansed the temple,
pissed off the powers that be
that took him down
and lynched him up
and nailed him to a tree.
Silence fell
when he breathed his last
the mob then went away
and a couple dudes
hauled him down
and dressed for death
they laid him in a tomb
this man who not so long ago
was a child in Momma’s womb.
For three long nights he slept away
his corpse to feed decay
but then, surprise!
an empty tomb
and the start of a whole New Day!
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