metonymy4u

jesus was but a man who walked a road
knowing not where it led
telling stories over wine and bread
to listeners well enrolled

in a program of daily wants and musts
dust of angry land sunk in the ruts
and angry tracks of a people brief contained
by man made bounds and hand drawn lines

on the map of an earth that knew no count
of times it was overrun
by a species undone no
by their angered and lonely hand

i imagine he laughed when told a joke
i can’t help but wonder what it was
i hope he smiled also when time it was
to smile in the face of a child of love