Jesus, And The Sheriff's Dept

the sheriff's department finally
raided that old run down church
you know, the one over on
the bad end of town

hell, the whole neighborhood
was trouble... there'd been reports
of a meth lab nearby.
anyway, no one went there
but minorities, trailer trash
and a few illegals...

and that Hispanic looking dude
that ran it you know, 'Jesus',
passing out food and prophylactics,
taking them wired out kids to rehab...

helping those unwed teenage mothers
learn to take care of their babies,
and to take responsibility...

talking to them boys about the gangs,
teaching them to read, helping them
look for work...
you know he's wasting his time!

yea, that whole neighborhood is trouble...
who does that 'Jesus' think he is?

poem by Eric Cockrell
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