One more night at the cross.

Full of emptiness. Surrounded by a loud silence. In front of no one.

In each and every town in the world. Indifferent to you.

With your naked shoulders…spending all night long in darkness…

Thirsty and hungry. For some water…someone massaging your

shoulders. All alone as the crow on the line. Poor brother. You had no

idea how we were going to reward you. Man is stupid, mean and cruel.

Empty of empathy and noble feelings. All he wants is the blood of his

neighbor and his wife and children. It’s being like it since the

beginning of time. Since we lived in the caves. And realized how

powerful the scent of raw skin can be. Oh, yes. As now.

We haven’t changed. We still lurk for dominance and control.

It won’t go away any time soon. We are working on it. Oh, yes.

Sweet Jesus, sorry I couldn’t take you off of that nasty cross today.

I’ll try again tomorrow.

EO