Jesus and his wine

Jesus and his wine

A Poem by Marina
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Sadly, not a true story. Also, in case someone is offended know that it's not my problem. I am just having fun!

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Do you have some time 
to talk about our lord Jesus Christ? 
Who is that? 
What?
What?
We would like to talk with you about Jesus Christ if that's OK with you.
There's no Jesus here-is he Spanish? 
Maybe you can ask on the apartment 3, they always throw a lot of parties
Jesus sounds like a guy who enjoys parties,
So ask over there.
But no, miss, Jesus is not alive anymore.
How do you know that? I'm sorry are you the police? 
I had nothing to do with it, I told you go ask to apartment 3,
There's a Bulgarian woman and a Czech guy and they have many friends
Maybe Jesus enjoyed his wine there a little too much eh? 
Miss no, Jesu's wine is his blood
What are you telling me sir? That he had wine instead of blood? 
Now that's a thought! A never ending supply of wine. Count me in. Where did he do that?
Miss no, you don't seem to understand, Jesus sacrificed himself.
For whom?
For us. 
Did he now? How? Please don't tell me he drank all his wine dry!
I have always wanted to meet someone who could drink himself to death. 
No, miss, no! Jesus is our Lord and Savior. 
He saved us? 
Yes miss
From what? 
From our sins.
But he drank himself to death.
No he didn't.
You just told me that his blood is wine. 
No -yes- but not really
Sir, if you give me this much wine, I can save you from your sins too! 
Miss now you are being impertinent. 
No, Sir, I am just trying to sketch this Jesus guy.
He is the son of God.
NO.
Yes.
But I thought God wasn't married.
He isn't. He is everything and nothing. 
Then how did he make Jesus? 
He didn't. 
He didn't make Jesus, miss, Jesus was conceived out of a flower in his mother's belly.
Now, I am getting the feeling that you are messing with me Sir. 
I told you, go to apartment 3 and ask for Jesus, I am sure they know Spanish people. 
Maybe Portuguese even.
Miss, no, Jesus is up in heaven! I just want to talk to you about him, because he is our Lord and we believe in him! 
You want to talk to me about a guy who drank himself to death, was born from a flower and now lives in heaven? 
Not exactly, but it's a start. 
Sir no, you see, I have already drank much wine and I can tell you, Jesus wasn't in any bottle. 
But Miss he doesn't hide in bottles. 
Oh I thought since he drank himself dry, he would like a refill. My bad.
I'm going to leave now, Miss.
Do you want a little wine for the road? 
So that Jesus is always with you

© 2016 Marina


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Ha, nicely nicely/
Anytime anyone knocks on my door asking if they can speak to me about Jesus, I just say "But I am jesus." If they were true believers, would they dare doubt me, the son of God? :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Marina

8 Years Ago

ahahaha
That's a great question right there :')
Lorry

8 Years Ago

Thought you'd like it :)
Thought you Greeks were all religious, and weren't allowed to take wine in vain.
This reminds of the time you and your friends were out with Jesus heading to a party.
You were all deciding how much you would put in the kitty for drink, when Jesus popped up and said he would turn the water into wine. You's all called him miserable, and told him to put his money in the kitty.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Marina

8 Years Ago

Many Greeks are, but there are others who prefer wine over Jesus.
We were young and foolish .. read more
Paul Bell

8 Years Ago

See a wooden horse striking you down.
Marina

8 Years Ago

:D
you sir have quite a wit

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Added on November 3, 2016
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Tags: wine, dark humor, sarcasm, jesus christ, religion

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