His feet touched the earth, just as
my feet touch the earth.
His lungs took in air, just as
my lungs take in air.
His eyes burned from the dust in the desert wind, just as
my eyes burn from pollution of the refineries
belching in from Galveston county.
He cried, chest-tight and stomach-pained, when
His friend died, just as
I cried when my parents died.
He never had a bone broken, but
He bled out from a spear to the side and
His flesh was split by rock and bone and nail, just as
. . . thankyouJesus!
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