The last night

 



Things are getting rough

Around here

Twelve of us still

Committed and serving.

But the City

Grandest in our long history

Turning sour toward

The Carpenter.

The storyteller

The encourager

The healer.



Says He is Son of God.

We say so too.

But few others would.

With us.

Religion holds a rope

Around the throat.

Doesn't stop

Jesus, though.


He gets up from the

PASSOVER COUCH.

Washes our feet.

Yes, He the Leader

Does the needful job.

As if Servant of all.

Washes our feet.

Refreshes us.

Whattaguy.


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