If Jesus Drank Cider
I had just been in London watching an old film at the cinema
And i thought I'd have a pint before going home, at a bar
My mind was still thinking about the film I'd seen 'Easy Rider'
But soon my gullet was soothed with pint of Cider
I found a table at the back
And ordered another cider and a rum and black
Then this guy came over to me
And he said "Drinking alone i see?"
I looked at him and said "Just having a quiet one"
"Why? You got a problem with that son?"
He looked calm and said, "No, no, no problem at all"
And he came and sat next to me, pulling up a stool
"My names Matt, how you doing" i did say
He shook my hand "My names J"
I nudged my head towards the extra cider
"Go on J, get that inside yer"
He smiled and drank his pint slowly
Before turning his attention to me
"So Matt,what you do for a job, that's what i wanna ask yer"
I sipped my pint, "I am a social worker"
He smiled "Help people do you? that's very good"
He continued "Helping those who are misunderstood"
"But" he said "who helps you?"
"Who tells you what to do?"
I give him a funny look "No one helps me, i help me"
He then asks "Ever thought about Christianity?"
I give him a look, "I believe that religion was created by man for man"
"I think religion is one huge all mighty scam"
He smiled "what if i told you i was Jesus?"
"would you then believe us?"
I smirked "My friend, Jesus would not drink cider!"
"If he did i would be a believer!"
The man got up and smiled, "My friend, it's time for me to go"
Leaving behind him an empty pint of strongbow.
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