Fat Jesus

Fat Jesus has diabetes
He has to check his blood sugar
And is supposed to watch what he eats
He should
But he does not

Fat Jesus can perform miracles
Cure the sick and heal the lame
But he sadly can't fix himself
He tries but remains the same

His magic doesn't work like that
Or his miracles

When he has a good day
It's all water and fishes
Self confidence following success
And light Mediterranean dishes

Other times it's a bad day
And it's all bread and wine time
Comforting carbohydrates and red fruity spirits
Everyone expressing disbelief leaving him less than fine

Fat Jesus loves his Jesus beard
It hides his double chin
Makes him look strong and regal
Projecting more of what he feels within

Fat Jesus sits like Buddha
Letting the children rub his tummy
Telling parable and story
Some dead serious, others light and funny

Mostly Fat Jesus tries to live up to his potential
To be all that he can be
And on the days that he can't
He eats all the food that he sees