So I allowed her that, changing my front
Saying, “If Jesus died on Cross, He’s dead,
In so far as Mary’s son, the prophet died
But hardly was He dead,
Than up this elemental demon sprang
Assuming mastership of Jesus’ school
Using his body, even, so it’s told
Calling himself by name of Jesus Risen.
Who was he? Some poor godling, fallen through pride
And greed of human flesh, on evil days.