The Second Coming

Jesus should come back

And have another go

At sorting us out

Give us lots of footnotes

Explain exactly what he meant

The first time

And where we went wrong

Maybe we could get it right this time

Although I have a feeling

We’d string him up again

For telling us uncomfortable truths

And asking us to be nice to immigrants

We’d make out he was an impersonator

Only in it for the money and the fame

We get taught the same lessons

Again and again

And yet we never learn

How simple can you say

Love thy neighbour

As thyself?

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