The gospels

Then I drop into the trance
and with no chance
of coming out unscathed

someone saved me once before
and being ungrateful
I asked, what for?

and I saw the shroud
Turin talking out aloud,
it must have been
it didn’t seem
a dream.

Christian or not
is all we’ve got
and now I’m getting old
I hold onto that.

© 2020, John Smallshaw.