Throwback Poem "WWJD"

This is an old poem I wrote back in 2004 about the phrase "WWJD" when everyone use to rock that bracelet, so i thought i write something about it....i always wanted to write a second part to it and maybe will in the future.
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…what would Jesus do?
…if he had a gun pointed to his head and asked if he wanted to live
…if drug dealing was the only occupation he knew and had nothing to give
…laying on the ground dying bleeding to death
…whom will he pray to forgive
…crying from the pain of his father beating his ribs…collapse within

…what would Jesus do?
…if he had sinned, would he go confess himself fully to a priest in a confession booth
…getting popped, stopped dead at his tracks…shakin’ his tooth loose
…getting’ bullied at school cause he aint cool…bleeding…people laughin’…being amused
…accused of a crime he didn’t commit, standing in court…judge screamin’ “YOU LOSE”
…what would Jesus do?…if he hadn’t eaten for 30 days…up in rags filthy in every dirty way
…for his family…working all day without play
…being dragged behind a truck cause he was gay by the KKK
…when a drive-by shooter got him in his aim cause he wore the wrong color that day

…what would Jesus do?
…if he was caught up during 9/11 in one of the twin towers
…pointing a gun towards the man who rapped his wife…feel the power?
…layin’ in a 6ft deep hole…lifeless body…family throwin’ down flowers
…havin’ suicidal thoughts…slitting his wrist under runnin’ waters in the showers

…what would Jesus do?
…if his grandmother died and the only thing left for him to do was cry
…getting’ stomp half to death…on his hands in knees asking God “Why”
…when putted into a position where he’s backed in submission
…wishin’ he’ll jus die…knowin’ that life itself was all nothing but a lie

…what would Jesus do?
what would he do....