Do you know of whom you speak~

There is a man out here asking for:
Give me your unclean, give me your dirty, give me your infected;
And he continues to ask for:
Give me your impure of heart your devilish tart your dejected parts
Despite our offer he is insisting there are no hidden systems 
Still he continues to ask for:
Give me your jezebels your Judas’ your wrongly convicted Ulysses 
 
We are all very concerned he has no crown, wearing rags and nothing on his feet
He has no identification no visible colour or nation and when he smiles he has crooked teeth
Yes he seems passive but that may be just the devil at his greatest feat
Trying so very hard to convince us that from this world he is our only retreat

There is a man out here asking for:
Give me your salvation, your faith and determination in exchange for the burden at your feet
We are all getting nervous and so we have alerted the real keepers of the peace
It won’t be long now so patience we’ll keep

With tears in his eyes he is insisting:
Give me your weary, your lost, your mentally defeated, your wondering sheep 
We can now here the sirens of the ones entrusted to clear these streets
Now he is finally padded and silenced in the back of their jeep
And we can only pray for him to the one to whom we speak
@Anthony2016mdh30Vibes