Rises like a cold grey day
this Easter celebration was
probably a wonder full of hope
but this is not the middle ages
and were not all so called
good Christians. I want
to celebrate the fact that I'm alive.

Lets celebrate and feast humanity,
I've dipped into the immediate
moment and all that rises up
is a cold grey damp day. Hope
has abandoned a person like me.

I rose from the dead 6 years ago
and nobody made a dance
and song of it. If he can rise from
the dead he can wash his own feet,
he's a big boy now.

Lets give our youth hope for 2morrow
2day, I wish you all a good one.

Maundy Sunday