Dear Jesus,
I was wondering if you could set some stuff straight.
- It's on the subject of hate.
It's something nobody wants to talk about but everybody invites it, and even helps to create.
I am really surprised how like the Wal-Mart was overflowing with gentes.
It's entire parking lot off of I-40 was packed.
all the gentes inside were going all crazy in the Wal-Mart making a rich man richer.
Pa Que?!
For who?
For why?
For when?
For you? I doubt it.
What do you have anything to do with Bud's-wiser and his brother brew?
Then theres the bunny that doesn't lay eggs-pero bueno try an tell 'em.
Dear Jesus I like you- always have, always did.
I remember my simple dresses come Easter back then in the 60's-black plastic shoes-coz the patent leather was unthinkable.
I remember "The Huevo Hunt" dude.
For the huevos shells that we'd saved since from thanksgiving.
We put crazy stuff in 'em-and got yelled at if we put harina-made a mess.
Yea but anyways, Dear Jesus this hate thing I can only imagine you must know how huge it is huh?
Can you make it go away?
Is it possible to make it stop anymore?
There you are on the cross vato..and here we are waiting for the next fight.
I admire all the drama that went into making you a historical sensation and all that, but really can you help?
I don't know I was just thinkin' of the insanity that goes into making baskets filled with glee in the name of thee.
We are a lost and unforgiving peoples and we are at war with other people because of their beliefs.
Oh well just for the record I ain't hunting for nothing nowhere nomore-I have arrived at the foot of your cross,and I am only admiring your story.
thanks for listening,
D

Sweet :rosa:

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