A special, short poem of a religious nature about a man giving an important performance. |
-Play Jesus- by Keaton Foster Upon a stage Within the wilderness of our ways Stands a man He is giving a performance Certainly the one of his lifetime The crowd is vacant No one is listening As he always has he persist He won’t give up Because he believes in us Far more we believe in ourselves He is no god or deity Nothing special or defining of him Except for the fact That his faith is quite strong But certainly not infallible His unoriginal message Has been spewed long before now The importance of his words Are highly underrated By todays over saturated lemmings To get them attune He must come up with something new Crafted from all that is old He starts off slow Building with tenacious fervor He screams amen at the end Of each increasingly spoken sentence A call to arms if you will Finally after three sets He gets the crowd’s attention They are undoubtedly interested If only for that moment in time His next words will be god upon themselves As well as everyone that is listening He says, my brethren, my friends Heed thy warnings, understand the implication Have faith in all that you cannot prove Stand at the edge of the tallest cliff Fear nothing of what is far down below Be ready to jump in need be Down you will go, only to rise again The true paradoxical nature of what is being said And what is being expressed must not be understated I am just and actor, a fool for this glorious stage I live to render this performance to you There is and can be nothing else for me Certainly some might say that I play Jesus To them I would dare reply, this is no act… Play Jesus Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012. |