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+------Five Fish and Two Loaves For A Championship
Kevin I know your Shepherd's heart -
a divers Hebrew crowd sitting
on weedy, itchy grass in Rome’s Empire
(the NBA). And your desire for
a championship like women, children
saddled with famine’s indignance,
like 5,000 men hungered
with no provisions for the family:
a wolf, pack leader (Golden
State Warriors), worn by playoff
anxieties, prior losses in a career
wilderness’s NBA ring's barrenness.
And so far your two Finals wins
like 5 fish and 2 loaves only. You
must look to the sky, breaking bread
as invocation for much more: passing,
dunking, blocking. If you multiply wins,
like enough fish and bread to feed a baller’s
soul till satiety, your pride and joy (Lebron’s
anger) in victory'd be12 full miracle-baskets
leftover for Klay, Steph, Draymond Green.
-----Matthew 14:13-21
When Jesus heard what had happened, he withdrew by boat privately to a solitary place. Hearing of this, the crowds followed him on foot from the towns. When Jesus landed and saw a large crowd, he had compassion on them and healed their sick. As evening approached, the disciples came to him and said, “This is a remote place, and it’s already getting late. Send the crowds away, so they can go to the villages and buy themselves some food.” Jesus replied, “They do not need to go away. You give them something to eat.” “We have here only five loaves of bread and two fish,” they answered.
“Bring them here to me,” he said. And he directed the people to sit down on the grass. Taking the five loaves and the two fish and looking up to heaven, he gave thanks and broke the loaves. Then he gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the people. They all ate and were satisfied, and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls of broken pieces that were left over. The number of those who ate was about five thousand men, besides women and children.
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