You have a style some call creepy...
running after people in the street
with a little sign that says Jesus.
I'm fine with it,
though you frighten some people.
I know when you'll be there,
and I watch you evangelise,
then wander over
and we talk about the same things
we always talk about.
It's good to catch up.
Around us, Saturday crowds
stream past the Spire,
people stopping to stare
at the Portal...
the "idiot crèche," we call it.
Dublin hums with Saturday:
shoppers, buskers, tourists,
and no shortage of preachers.
But you always stand out.
The others stay in place,
preaching, handing out tracts,
waiting for someone to listen.
You move.
With your little sign that says Jesus,
and your habit of chasing strangers,
you become impossible to ignore.
And despite it all...
or perhaps because of it...
it's always a joy to see you.
I look forward
to meeting you again soon.
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