Last Supper
Gather around my wooden table rest yourselves upon my floor those of you with initials carved who would enter through my door. All deniers and betrayers open your hearts share my bread it is offered from my flesh wheat of living and of dead. Gather around this wooden table Judas, Peter, James and John those of you who know my name hold tightly these unbroken bonds. On this vine I bleed for you again I will not taste its wine until I drink it next to you in a promised place a joyful time. Just sit with me at the end of this day before you deny before betray, my dying will save you though now you don't understand. copyright 1991 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author