Jesus, 2012

Jesus of Nazareth, I tell you

You remain much in my heart.

In moments when the world disappears,

I have sight of you in tattered white robe

And matted shoulder-length hair

Walking the desert towards the sea,

Turning your back on us

Who are now money changers all.


But listen to my short little wish:

May those that are destined to go in 2012

Do so quickly and quietly,

Without pain or regret.

And, may those that last the year

Cease to give to Caesar

What is never Caesar’s,

And may Caesar be obliged to

Yield to them all that Caesar has stolen.


Assure me that much,

And your divinity shall be mine as well.

Smile, O wise one, and be born tonight

Afresh into an innocence timelessly bright.

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Badri Raina