Thursday, 21 April 2011


Bethany is rife with rumours
Got wind from coupla friends
That Jesus is being hunted

Been traversing Jerusalem for a while
Now, haven’t had trace of Jesus
His phone is not on, his twitter timeline dead
I can’t see The Twelve, yet this is urgent

I hear Gethsemane air
Is throwing Sword blades, crying for Royal Blood
Judas is criss-crossing all over, he updated his status on Facebook
Saying, “ Gethsemane, be prepared,
wanna be a thirty-silver-nnaire”

If you spot Jesus
Please, please,
Tell him they are baying for his blood
He could disappear behind Mount Olives
Or cross Tiberia to safety
And O, I forgot,
Let him not allow Judas to
Kiss him


Ps. Had a premonition that Peter will disown Jesus.
I am tempted to remove him as a Facebook friend.

C) Lorot Salem 2011 


Sherry Blue Sky said...

This is brilliant, Salem! Just brilliant! OMG. I so love it!

Promising Poets Parking Lot said...

this is playful...

love the beauty in it.

join poets rally now, have fun.

Salem Lorot said...

@Sherry Blue Sky, am humbled, Koko.
@Promising Poets Parking Lot, thank you so much. Thank you for the invitation.

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