All the answers – a dystopic poem before The Second Coming

“You were right, Jesus Christ, you had a lot to do with Egypt! We are One, you’re my Bruv dude!”

“If I was Emmanuel of The Macron, pitiable fellow, I would have said you can’t call The Messiah, dude for God’s sake. You know what you’re amazing where are you from?”

“Nigeria, the very best country, God’s Own Country!”

“That’s America if I’m not mistaken for Titus of Morocco which cannot do without us buying the tasty sardines of mackerel shame and would even let the French use their air space to bomb Egypt and Israel and Palestine and even poor Ukraine, you have to do sumphin’ A sumo, a job! I’ll do my job just like Tupac Amaru Shakur, send them to Hell!”