I had always found it difficult to be truly devout
In a world full of thieves and murdering bandito's
Till one day, while watching football on TV,
I saw the face of Jesus in one of my Cheeto's!
There it was! I tell ya, I half expected it to talk.
The beard, the hair, even the crown of thorns!
I set it down and kept eating them only to find
Another Cheeto with a goatee and some horns!
Flabbergasted, I looked at them both side by side
And thought, "What's going on over at Frito-Lay?"
I called but they said, "What are you talking about?"
So I carried them to the nearest church right away.
With Jesus in one hand and the devil in the other,
I walked carefully until I reached the church door.
I opened up my hands and said, "Look, everyone."
They all yelled, "Santa Maria!" and fell to the floor.
I witnessed TWO miracles - both Jesus AND Satan.
Most people only see a vision of Jesus alone.
Biblical scholars struggled to decipher the meaning
Of the rare coupling of good and evil I was shown.
But to me, the reason they both were there was simple.
That bag of Cheeto's was symbolic of human life today.
We're all free to be decent or downright disgusting
For good and evil are inside us every step of the way.
Since that blessed day, I've become quite a celebrity.
I've done dozens of talk shows. I even met the Pope!
Were the Cheeto's divine? Were they not? Who knows?
And who cares? They give lots of people some hope.
I've heard that the Lord moves in mysterious ways.
Exactly where and when He'll show up, nobody knows.
The priest said He enters everyone's heart differently.
He just chose to enter mine through a bag of Cheeto's.
And why not? Maybe He's tired of big, splashy displays.
After all, He did a bunch of them back in Biblical times.
And look at humanity now. We're just as sinful as ever.
Since then, we've only added to the list of our crimes.
This world is full of metaphors, portents, omens and signs.
Seems to me we can see them or live life cynical and bored.
He said to enter heaven, we must have the faith of a child
And that seems like an admission price anyone can afford.
In a list
A contest entry
- Have you seen Cheesus? An Easter Contest by Rhyming From Rehab.
875 points, ended March 24, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Wonderful
I glanced at this one before and I was SO looking forward to coming back and reading it properly, its wonderful, full of lots of truth humorously put!!
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I'm glad you didn't find 'them' while eating chocolates
Mark, you do say the most meaningful things in such a 'light' way. Anyone else would make of a topic like this sound the 'same old said thousand times before' poem. With you we can be sure such thing will never happen.
Lots of Brazilian hugs
Mari
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As light hearted and humerous as this is, it is absolutely steeped in truth about our hypcritical ways of rationalizing all that we do (or don't as the case might be). A friend of mine has a bumper sticker on his car that reads, "God doesn't exclude people, only religions do that".
I enjoyed this.
Ferg
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I like that quote. So true. Unfortunately, I don't see that changing anytime soon. I don't see why it's so hard for people to celebrate what we have in common instead of what they don't. Mohammed, Jesus, Buddha, who the hell cares? Decent and indecent should be the only distinction. Of course, that's highly relative, too. lol
Have a great weekend, buddy.
Mark
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The Contest Must Be Rigged
Obviously the judge was favoring his personal favorites if he choose ANY poem over this one. Excellent work Mark, as always! Gold? Heck NO! DIAMOND for sure!
PS: BTW, you can tell the judge I said so!
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Thanks :)
lol - that's my buddy! Always speaking his mind. Glad you enjoyed this one, Chuck. I've been laid out with a fever for the past few days. I hope you're doing better than me!
Have a great weekend.
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wOW.. mArK
That sucks. Hope your better.
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Oh, God but you deserved the gold for THIS!!! You are one talented, creative, fun guy, Mark. And I love the philosophy that creeps in at the end. I try to be a good Christian, but there sure is a lot of crap in the Bible, isn't there? Walking on water . . . riiiiiiiiiiight. Raising the dead . . . why would they just declare him God at the time? But if you look at what he actually offered us - his teachings and his life - I find it impossible to have any other religion than Christianity (except for those Catholic priests! Those sickos are NUTS!!!) Again, GREAT POEM, my friend!!! You have always been able to make me laugh!!! Do you mind checking out " . . . for all the world . . . ?" It's one of my best!!! Yours - ocerus
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Thanks, Oce. Soitenly! I'll check it out right now. I have a lot of issues with religion, too. (Check out my "Big Question" series.) But you're right - when all religions are weighed together, I pick Christianity hands-down every time. (No offense to Buddhists, Jews, Muslims, Jains, Hindus or the little known Flacky Smacky sect who worship the purple monkey who rides the rings on Saturn.)
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Oh, I am sooo offended on behalf of us Taoists, we always get forgotten. I mean, we are all of (I looked this up) apprx .00005% of the North American population. Jeez, you intolorant punk.
That Flacky Smacky sect sounds interesting though, could you forward me their website? -
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Correction: .005%
(I was using straight numbers not percentages... whoops)
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Grats on your bronze!
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loved your take on the prompt! You made some very thoughtful comments in this poem, and I enjoyed reading it this morning. thank you for entering my contest~ blessings always~ Trisha
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actually you have some good points here thanks foe entering best of luck
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Amusing, if I wasn't looking at it with my laptop on my lap I may very well have slapped my knee... given my laptop's position upon my knee however that may have been a poor choice.
I've found that it is the strongest faith that comes from the weakest, smallest experiences. It's a good point that you make, though discribing the devil as having horns and a goatee made me think of myself on a bad hair day... perhaps that mean's I'm secretly the devil... I must re-consult my cheeto's
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hMM.
At first I thought maybe he has got to be kidding and then as I read I could see where you were going. Indeed and the last paragraph of this piece indeed sums the whole poem up. Who knows when and where the spirit will strike. It is not always in a church pew but ordinary places where you least expect it. -
nicely done! Nicely done! Best wishes in the contest!
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It's been a long time since I had a bag of Cheetos, Mark. LOL And a single corn flake sells for thousands on e-Bay! Guess I'll have to stick with faith, the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen. The best things in life are not things, nes pas?
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You are so sharp! And this was so much fun to read....~Karen
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