Sometimes I feel like Jesus Every move every step I take No matter how seemingly insignifigant Shall be recorded and passed on through the ages Throughout the world Every motion will be a sign And will create life Other times I feel like a sign on the wall Of a lonely forgotten event Everyday that goes by I get more useless Everyday the rain pours and ink runs away Then the sun beats down until I crack and burn And those that see me, I wonder how long I in stay their minds Or if I was in their to begin with Sometimes I feel like Jesus If I should die it would be with meaning Giving my life for a great power I would be a symbol As I died women would cry for me Faith would blossom like roses The Earth would would shake in anger And it would not be the end I would rise and live on for eternity I would not fear death Other times I feel like a sign on the wall I fear someday soon somebody will take a good look Then they will see that I'm just taking the space Of something much more promising to come And would throw me to oblivion Yet even before that perhaps I won't be able to hang on The tacks that secure me rust and break Loosen with each day And one day I shall float from this wall To be stomped upon obliviously
its wicked though.. why does t have to be ego??? jesus was a dude, and whats wrong with trying to be like him....anyone caN DO IT . i t hink this poem is exclelent
I agree anyone can do it. But maybe the jesus part is his spirituality, or maybe it's self importance. But the worthless feeling is definitely ego, isn't it? Look at how he describes it, with words like lonliness, being stomped to oblivion, the sun beating till he cracks and burns, just taking up space... That's not simply being modest and knowing our unimportance, that's depression.
it would seem so, in my case at least. Depressed people are always in self pity, listen to them. Sometimes it's valid of course. But I know when I'm depressed, it's because I'm wallowing in my problems and stuff. Anyways, I'm not saying anything against this poem, just so that's clear. I liked it.
I saw it [the poem] like the rise and fall in possibilities and permission. the person feels like they can be and aer able to be jesus, but then they get scared and feel unworthy somehow. i guess you could say the trappings of the ego preven t a person from fully realising their inner jesus!
