His Face Looks Kind Like Jesus

My dad's face looked kind like Jesus.
But, we lived down in the basement.
Graffiti on our stairwell wall
Said, “This is Hell’s Replacement.”
His face looked kind like Jesus
But he'd advocate for Satan
Raising veins on holy temples:
Worms he'd want to straighten.
Then his eyes blue as cornflowers
Cried celestial spheres,
His face as kind as Jesus
Alight with stained-glass tears.
Dad only drank on weekends.
He'd sings songs by Leonard Cohen.
When your face looks kind like Jesus
It should be Hymns you're knowing.
But when the owl falls from the tree
Because the moon’s nowhere in sight
What good’s a face like Jesus
If you can’t light up your own night?
Once I caught two little fishes
When my father took me fishing
We could only feed each other, though
'Cause there were five loaves missing.
When your face looks kind like Jesus
And, you don’t have much money
You’ve got to choose between communions
Or paying union dues on Sundays.
But my dad loved me, this I know,
Because he told me so
And when your dad looks kind like Jesus
That’s enough for me, you know…
That’s more than enough for me.