Jesus was a healer
never turned a patient down
never charged coin or conversion
started off with dust and spittle
then re-tuned lives to pattern
simply by his attention
often surprised himself a little
by his unbounded ability
Jesus was a healer
reattached his captor’s ear
opened senses, unjammed cripples
sent pigs to drown delirium
cured a shy tug at his hem
learned to transmit resurrection
could have stood more Thank You
for God’s sake, which was his own
Jesus was a healer
keep this quiet, he would mutter
to his learners. Copy me
and they did to a degree
still depicted on church walls
cure without treatment or rehearsals.
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