Lord have Mercy

My old mate tommy knocker fell from a tree
Bruised his knee
Red as a bright red apple

Ran to his mammy four
Who evened the score
By smacking his other knee red

How tommy howled for the world to see
What a crybaby, shouting "look at me"
We all could see
A pitiful child of an estranged family

He loved his role old tommy from the tree
Fell out of bed straight into his sled
For Christmas got he this article of faith

Hope must win out in the end the vicar said
Contravening the will of God by sleeping on a Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Mass said by a paraletic priest soosed on too much blood
Our Lord have mercy on his soul and all ours
The Lord is a might prophet

An example to us all
Son of God
Son of Man

We are all sons of God and sons of Man
We are all God
God is you and I, you and I are God

Jesus showed us the way to this realization
Buddha another and Mohammed
Great people like you and I

We can all be Jesus,
We all are Jesus
Accept it as Truth