Personal Jesus

[bastkitty]

He eternally stands, arms uplifted to Heaven,
Pleading with Syracuseans
to stop a moment, come in and see him.
Let him absolve your sins,
Doesn’t matter what they are.
Need a door to a better way of life?
Need to feel better about yourself?
Come on down, he’s just a short drive away.
And in his slick snake-oil way,
He can cure the sick, heal the lame,
And grant sight to the blind for the
Low, low cost of a new Hyundai.
In the dawning sunlight, he’s more than
An shadowed icon above the throbbing highways;
More than a splash of color across the
Side of the Centro buses;
He’s Syracuse’s own personal Jesus,
And he’s “Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuge.”

~S

PS -- With all apologies to Depeche Mode and Billy Fucillo.