Out of a hundred thousand Roman
crucified bleeding in the sleet,
dehydrating in the sun,
it seems to me hideously unfair
to remember only one...
(...who wasn't roasted on a griddle,
waterboarded, skinned alive
burned at the stake;
didn't have electrodes on his genitals
nor his cock jammed in a toaster -
and didn't have to listen to loud
racist lectures on 'democracy'.)
Good Friday, 2011
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