| Jesus Is A Jew |
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Hi there! It's me, again, Mr. God. There is somthun' I need to know. I thought Jesus was a Christian. But, daddy says he was a Jew. Daddy says so. Where does he go to church And are you a Jew man, too? It don't madder to me. But some said they hated all Jews. It's true, Mr. God. I saw it on the news. Why would they hate Jesus? I don't un'erstand why. Don't they know, when they says those things, It will make him cry? I think, everybody loved Jesus. He was nice and was always kind. Daddy says they let the devil Mess with their heart and mind. Daddy know a'most everything And he 'splains a lot to me. Sometimes, he says, "Jest ask God. He will help you, Andy." What is a Jew, anyway, Mr. God? Are they good or bad? What makes people hate them? Daddy says it makes your heart sad. Please don't cry, Mr. God. If ya want, I'll be a Jew. Would that make ya happy, again? That's what a good Christian would do. Does Jesus go to Sunday School Or is he too old to go? Does he sit and be quiet or teach what people needs to know? Momma says Jewish people worship On Saturday, instead. So, I guess they like Sunday; So they can stay in bed. Mr. God, daddy says That they are the apple of your eye. How that works, I don't know. But, daddy says they often make you cry. I guess you had an apple in your eye. It would make you sore. Daddy says that is true, But ya love them all the more. But, daddy says They, sometimes, won't obey; Like when I am bad, sometimes, But he loves me anyway. Yep, Mr. God, I want to become a little Jew boy. I want to make you happy Like momma says, "Little Andy, you are such a joy." Daddy says Jews go to sin-a-God. We went by one, the other day. It was a big buildin'. but, we didn't stay. I don't un'erstand, Why people would hate a Jew. They look jest fine, to me. They dress jest like we do. But, Mr. God is was so sad. Someone killed the kids on a bus. Daddy says it could happen here, If they come for us. Bet the little kids were scared. But, now, they are in heaven, with you. I cried, a lot, and mommy held me tight. Is that why they killed Jesus, 'cause He was a Jew? Them are some bad, bad, people. Can't ya make 'em stop? If I see them comin', I'm gonna call a cop. Well, I better get a goin'. Tell Jesus, and his mom, hi And it's a'right, with me, if they are Jews. I still want to live up there, with you, when I die. Someday, I'll go to Sin-a-God And see jest what they do. I'll tell them that Jesus is my best friend, Even if he is a Jew. |
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