Come sing my song and make me feel good
In a morning light let the song go wild
And in the evenings let everything go bright
The church is empty and scared
Do you know that the church is empty and scared?
Is Jesus in there?
If he is in there bring him out alive
I wanna sing my song to him
I have a voice enough to make the Shepherd
let loose the lambs in a heavenly pasture land
I know the first three lines were pretty like a song
But the rest are…
Well, it often happens when Jesus comes along…
I am Jesus. Come crucify me.
Or have you already done it?
I was sleeping with an alcoholic dream
And when I woke up
I looked like Jesus
And Coelho where are you?
I aspire to be a Jesus
Now how sure are you that I become one?
I am gambling my life against your lies
That everything changes if you aspire…
A poem by Kamlesh Pandey