If you are waiting for the Messiah,

And you lean against the city’s gate

Looking out for his tell-tale swirl of distant dust,

You’ll know the Time’s been readied and is ripe

When sights like an embittered Sixties Revolutionary

Astride an unstriped cookie-eating zebra

Cause no tongue to wag, eyes to shine.

For the inhabitants will be hardened to wonders, 

And the Messiah will not feel out of place. 

 

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                                                                               - Jeffrey Eisenmesser, Winter/Spring, 1983