Dead Dirty - A Poem for Pentecost

And another poem I wrote a couple of years ago but have never used, published or performed:

Dead dirty

Before the water you are thirsty

You are thirsty

As you approach the baptist you are thirsty

Your thirst to be quenched if you drink

As a sign of trusting the saviour you trust the baptist

To give you safe water

And refresh you

If you don't you stay parched

Before the water you are dirty

You are dirty

As you approach the baptist you are dirty

You will only be clean if he washes you

As a sign of trusting the saviour you trust the baptist

To wash you

And make you clean

And if you don't you stay dirty

Underwater you are dead

You are dead

As the baptist holds you under the water you are dead

You will only live if he releases you.

As a sign of trusting the saviour you trust the baptist

To let you go

And release you back into the wild.

And if he doesn't you are dead

Thirsty, dirty and dead