O Brother Jesus, do me a favour!: A poem 

O Brother Jesus, do me a favour! 

You know, you were only the fish’s saviour 

You must realise, that it’s now or never 

Or else, it will always be sea, rain and river 

Remember, that you, I never did blame 

But I can give you glory and take away shame 

There is so much suffering to my name 

Stand by me now and play my game! 

I know, this time round, you didn’t go happily to Pisces 

What we must do, in destiny, is not always our vices 

But there is duty for which we make sacrifices 

The cross is inevitably painful, but it was the evil crucifix rises  

The spin is too slow, of the wheel 

27,000 years and more for just one reel 

I am an eternal warrior, but not eternal steel 

I need more than divine help; though I didn’t strike any deal 

You must recall how I was and am always overhauled 

by the treachery of the evil Prakash Saint Paul 

And there is a treacherous Albanese, an equal disease 

O brother, please help Earth be saved from the murky deep seas!