jesus died for my mixtape
he heard it rolling through his crown of thorns
on the stroll up Golgotha
a strong breeze diminished the background hiss.
jesus said that
if rome had only given him more time
he could have multiplied my mixtape
just like those loaves and fishes
fed thousands of paupers with my killer song sequence
that might have raised lazarus
jesus expelled the moneychangers
but told the pirate mixtape sellers
they could stay in the temple forever.
music is for the masses
is what depeche mode once sang
but they did not make it onto my mixtape
that jesus died for.
they played my mixtape
that jesus died for
while guzzling wine at the last supper,
it might have made them all
want to get so much drunker
in fact, judas was thinking about a song
by otis redding
from my mixtape
that jesus died for
while pacing in that garden,
intimations of betrayal
making his resolve harden.
jesus died for my mixtape
while strung out on a sturdy cross
on the top of Golgotha
as an audience of fans and foes
awaited the next track
not knowing whether
to dance
or cry
the loyal flock wondering
whether my mixtape alone
was the real savior sent
from on high.
