Last Supper
He read your sacred diaries
And became the man you wanted to see
The man of your dreams
With no concern for time
Or distance
Or convenience
Or personal experience
He started with requirement #1
And went through your entire checklist
Not missing even one
Prophecy
“So that the scripture may be fulfilled”
And even after all that
We still misinterpret
His great gesture
Of selflessness
And complete love.
He was neither
Martyr,
Bribe
Or payment for anything.
His gesture was for you to see and come closer to belief
He scattered his body like breadcrumbs
So eat, little sparrow -
Do this in remembrance of me.
---unAsleep