Jesus died shoeless
I myself have no shoes
so I read "The Hungry Time" with my family
put them outside so the wind makes no mistake
they are alive
Jesus died shoeless
My children have no shoes
when I close my eyes I see them
like Him, strung up like Christmas lights
bare feet winking at me from above
and I cry
In this place of darkness we sell bulbs of hope
to light the way for people like me
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