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Slimy


Luke 9:60 New English Translation (NET Bible)

60 But Jesus said to him, “Let the dead bury their own dead, but as for you, go and proclaim the kingdom of God.”

 

Satire

 

Slimy was born in a slicker suit in the heart of a super-big city

He barely learned to walk as wiggling to him became natural

Like a snail in the fog, he searched deep inside for piles of pity

As he slithered through the government and made this habitual

 

Jan Wienen

 

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