While doing my laundry with dish soap
surrounded by sticky tape littered in flies

I wonder if Jesus walked a mile in my shoes
What he would react like?

Would he smile & wave
& hold back his tears
Would he scrub out all of the blood stains
Or would he just throw it all away
Would he take down all of these flags
& put up Anarchy ones instead?
Would he DM a girl?
Would he accept the world?

For what it really is,
Or try & make it new?

Would he make the correlation
That we walk on soil filled with sin
That was broken down from the core
Of the forbidden fruit?

Nothing is nice
My life isn’t okay.
Would Jesus keep on pushing or,
Resurrect my sister & take her place?

That’s a trade that I’d be willing to take;
While knowing that I’ll own up to these words

One day.

Pete McIntire
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@RedLightWriting

As Reba McIntire says,
the heart is a lonely hunter.
but the lonely sea is its spear
So we go and dive into the sea
seeking to ride out our loneliness
till we hunt no more with our heart
In other words, at least here in America
we have a phrase like
from sea to shining sea in one of our songs
God Bless America
Loneliness is a state of mind
where we're fooking for a sign
to explain the times
as if the line in the cave analogy
of Plato's Republic
represents a fife and death matter
for alf of us
all the time
(not that all of us know about Plato)
and house the loneliness.