He’s told his secretary
to hold his calls –
he needs a break
can’t answer
one more prayer.
He picks one
in a city
worried that
anywhere else he
might be mistaken
for a terrorist and
he doesn’t want to
have to pull the
Son-of-God card –
not tonight.
So Jesus walks into a
strip club and
the girls are just
white noise because he
knows
that they are all
of one Father and
that
would just be wrong –
and anyway
he has all those nuns.
He stares at his drink
unnoticed because
most people here
wouldn’t believe even if
faced with proof because
his existence
has been
disproved
so many times.
So Jesus
walks into a strip club and
it’s like a bad joke except
there is no punch line and
really
there isn’t even a
moral –
but if there were
maybe it would be that whole
“judge not†thing or
maybe it’s that
sometimes there is
godliness
in unexpected places.