I’m going to paraphrase the Roman officer.
” Just say it and in shall be done. You need not to come
to my house to see your deed being accomplished…
your word is all am asking for…”

Jesus, send a plague…open the skies vaults and let down a river of sulfur…
make us the passing little inhabitants of this beautiful planet
realize, how microscopically small we are.
Ants are more than we are. They work and save. We work and spend. Even beyond our means. Thanks to institutionalized usury.

With lots of people setting on making a fortune
we have forgotten about kindness, love for others
and that kind of thing.
We love ourselves more than Narcissus. We aim to keep young ’till the end of time.

The business of managing a country is exactly that: business.
Every politician wants a post not to help others…but themselves.
Where is your justice…? send a ball of fire into each corrupt Parliament Hall.
Kill each and every dishonest bastard.

Something…!!! I would like to see it before I die.
I don’t think I’ll make it ’till your Second Coming.
Hurry up. Do that and I’ll kiss your cheeks and hands
in a gesture of love and thankfulness.

There are more corrupt politicians than sand in the beach.
That is obscene. There are politicians whose wives spend countless amounts
of money on dresses worn for four hours and no more.
There are children without blackboards that could be used again and again.

Jesus…!!! if you really…really care…!
do something.
For crying out loud…you are God’s Son…
you can do anything…unless…you are not…?

Ernesto Onofre