Jesus Christ Crucified

Drink the dirty bastards down,
Eliminate the callous,
Snake through the sullied streets
Where the smell of urine
And cheap cologne collide;
A man not looking for a bride,
Picks up a girl beaten down by life
For minutes of pleasure
That slide into the past
Like a blink of the eye.
On the university streets,
The kids all smile with dreams;
But in the real city,
The hookers and the hoodwinks
Exchange drugs and saliva,
Police-taxi rides
To corrupt precincts
Where homeless, delusional preachers
See Jesus Christ crucified
In the unholy night.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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