And Yet the Son of Man Hath No Place to Lay His Head

(Above sculpture, “Homeless Jesus” by Timothy Schmalz, installed at University of Toronto, 2013)

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Recorded Reading: https://www.dropbox.com/s/dyawfmsxplfrwk0/And%20Yet%20the%20Son%20of%20Man.mp3?dl=0

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And Yet the Son of Man Hath No Place to Lay His Head

Jesus
was
a
homeless
man

In
a
ragged
robe

With
unwashed
hands

You
may
already have
refused

Even
to
meet
His eyes

As you
scurried past Him

Choosing instead
to arrive
in a timely fashion
and in good
order

At the
temple

Of the
moneychangers

Even yet

Even
yet

He hath
no
place
among us

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This poet is physically disabled. Public housing being insufficient to her medical and creative needs, she is presently living, in order to continue working, in her minivan, publishing all of her works using one thumb on the touch screen of her smartphone at an income of a fraction of her nation’s poverty level. She would treasure any donation you might care to offer ~ http://www.UgiftABLE.com ● #72D-31S

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