Oct 2016
AND DID THESE FEET...
Jesus is wearing
scuffed sneakers
the hood down.
Jesus, he's
one handsome dude.
Obviously a man
of colour.
Second Comings
are just like that difficult
2nd album.
Surely the critics
won't crucify me again
here
in an American shopping mall.
Some a cappella busking
should go down well.
The remix of
BLESSED ARE.
But it's a SIGN OF
THE TIMES
he's shot
as Prince rings out.
"Made in China."
A hoodie with
Jesus reaching for
the Good Book.
The white cop
who shot
claims he didn't know
what he was
reaching for...
didn't look like
no saviour to me.
Also he was obviously
a man of colour.
Blood pools
like a halo
around his
dear head.
Most people reach for
their mobile phones.
Only one passerby
kneels and prays.
Jesus is wearing
scuffed sneakers
the hood down.
Jesus, he's
one handsome dude.
Obviously a man
of colour.
Second Comings
are just like that difficult
2nd album.
Surely the critics
won't crucify me again
here
in an American shopping mall.
Some a cappella busking
should go down well.
The remix of
BLESSED ARE.
But it's a SIGN OF
THE TIMES
he's shot
as Prince rings out.
"Made in China."
A hoodie with
Jesus reaching for
the Good Book.
The white cop
who shot
claims he didn't know
what he was
reaching for...
didn't look like
no saviour to me.
Also he was obviously
a man of colour.
Blood pools
like a halo
around his
dear head.
Most people reach for
their mobile phones.
Only one passerby
kneels and prays.
And did those feet in ancient time,
Walk upon Englands mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On Englands pleasant pastures seen!
And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In Englands green & pleasant Land
Beneath the poem Blake inscribed a quotation from the Bible:
"Would to God that all the Lords people were Prophets"
Numbers XI.ch 29.v
And all the Arts of Life they changed into the Arts of Death in Albion./...
— Jerusalem Chapter 3. William Blake
Walk upon Englands mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On Englands pleasant pastures seen!
And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In Englands green & pleasant Land
Beneath the poem Blake inscribed a quotation from the Bible:
"Would to God that all the Lords people were Prophets"
Numbers XI.ch 29.v
And all the Arts of Life they changed into the Arts of Death in Albion./...
— Jerusalem Chapter 3. William Blake
