There Was Hope In Him, And Soon

She Was Afraid Of These Things That Made Her Suddenly Wonder Who She Was, And What She Was Going To Be In The World, And Why She Was Standing At That Minute, Seeing A Light, Or Listening, Or Staring Up Into The Sky: Alone.

I Was Like A Cat Always Climbing The Wrong Tree.

I Have More To Say Than Hemingway, And God Knows, I Say It Better Than Faulkner.

I Am Not Meant To Be Alone And Without You Who Understands.

But Look What The Church Has Done To Jesus During The Last Two Thousand Years. What They Have Made Of Him. How They Have Turned Every Word He Spoke For Their Own Vile Ends. Jesus Would Be Framed And In Jail If He Was Living Today.