Last Supper


He read your sacred diaries

And became the man you wanted to see

The man of your dreams

With no concern for time

Or distance

Or convenience

Or personal experience

He started with requirement #1

And went through your entire checklist

Not missing even one


“So that the scripture may be fulfilled”

And even after all that

We still misinterpret

His great gesture

Of selflessness

And complete love.


He was neither


Or payment for anything.

His gesture was for you to see and come closer to belief

He scattered his body like breadcrumbs

So eat, little sparrow -

Do this in remembrance of me.