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poetry by j matthew waters

I shot the Messiah


I shot the Messiah
or someone who looked like him
right there in broad daylight
outside the bath
where there were many witnesses

Word quickly spread
that I shot the Messiah
right there in broad daylight
so many of the witnesses in shock & awe
pointing their fingers at me

When I dropped the revolver
it landed in such a way
the chamber opened & bullets escaped
the witnesses mesmerized & questioning
why I shot the Messiah

The whole scene was surreal
like in a Clint Eastwood spaghetti western
the Messiah shot but not dead
the witnesses adamantly begging him
to save himself





february two thousand twenty-four
copyright j matthew waters
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