Jesus and I

I have viewed too much hate

too many spoiled apples

in this barrel of existence

Jesus they ask have you found him?

I say no is he lost again

gave up looking for him years ago

You’ll go to hell they say

I say take me down

Jesus loves they echo in thunderous tones

too loud to mention

I too love so what’s the difference

perhaps we’re brothers

I the older

he the one with nails of hypocrisy