i’m not
god's misbegotten son
i wasn’t
sent here on a mission
i didn't come
to ransom anyone
i wasn't
born in a stinking manger
I wasn’t
nine months in a womb
though i’ve been
hurt and slandered
i’ve never been
a dead man in a tomb
i’m luckier
than jesus
and his
twelve apostles too
they tried
to maim me in a circus
and made me
fight bulls in peru
i never rode
a donkey like a king
that never knew his
life was lost
before the
crowds turned into fiends
i wasn’t
broken on a cross
i’m luckier
than jesus
my words are
not a scandal
i never healed
the deaf and blind
i don’t wear
bloody sandals
sexually and
physically abused
i could
always run and hide
i never had
to live the truth
unlike him i
always lied
i’m luckier
than jesus
and king and
ghandi too
he turned
water into wine at canaan
i just
entertain the well-to-do
so i’m
luckier than jesus
i’m not
god's misbegotten son
i wasn’t
sent here on a mission
i didn't
come to ransom anyone
alex
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