I SAW CHRIST ON THE FALLS ROAD TODAY

Sitting on the glider, thinking

It stopped at a red light

Still thinking I glanced sideways

To look in the park, instead

My vision was blocked by

A man, wearing an anguished look on his face.

It was Christ, I recognised the cross.

His head bowed, bloodied, and crowned with thorns

His movements staggered and slow almost painful to watch

The lights turned amber

Everyone got up from their seats and stared

Without a word or a sigh

The lights turned green and the glider moved on

Everyone, still without a word sat down

And I began again, to think!