In One Basket ~ Wednesday, April 15, 2026

They say, Jesus loves me, I know not why
how should I know what they mean when they say
everyone knows who Jesus is, the Son
yes, the Son of the Lord, but who am I

some foreigner, born in Bombay, no less
as I have lived here, in the USA
yes, almost all my life, my sense of fun

Jesus, is lost, people come, people go
everyone knows, this life, as you could guess
somebody says, nothing lasts forever
until they say, the eternal, this phrase
summons ideas, the afterlife, never

leave all your eggs, as a wager, in praise
of heaven, the life eternal, they know
vengeance is theirs, in this, I have no say
each to their own, Jesus loves me, let go
silly, I know but they kill in the name

maybe say less, because, who are the They
everyone knows but me, they go to war

I wish I were a pacifist, I show

kindness for I understand shame and blame
nothing lasts forever, not day or night
or darkness without light, as I deplore
winners with no sense of humility

neither not one therefore not two, think sheep
of God, the lamb, Jesus, duality
to kill in the name of the Lord, to sleep

without strange dreams, a clear conscience, I fight
how I believe in emptiness, the self
yes, the ego, a book left on the shelf

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