Jesus is my savior,
Trump is my president
implies two worlds in
sharp contradiction.
Trump is my light in a dark room,
Jesus cups his hands around the flame.
Lord – protect him from my enemies.
My enemies, my enemies, my enemies
Lord, you set for me a table amidst my enemies.
Though I don't have a table –
just two bags and an oversized coat
a hat that reads:
Jesus is my savior,
Trump is my president.
I repeat the words, I believe I do.
Until I fall asleep on the train
amidst my enemies,
who laugh at my contradictions.