...in the city
jesus walks
clothed in evangelical bodies
throwing crosses they bar
the path of the heathen
forcing love in his arms
in the city
the beat bums splash urine
and tongues littering the ground
and lookers with golden showers
of urine, and nimrods failed
speech, screaming pain
in the city
the worried fade
the sick prevail
the haves taunt the have nots
the always drunken sobbing stories
on street corners
wailing to who may come
come who may
where they may.