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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 10:13 am
(This poem _must_ be read aloud and fast paced for it to sound good, otherwise the repetitive rhyme doesn't flow. Yes, it's a tad critical of religion, but it sounds awesome so focus on that if you have to. Please feel free to comment and critique.)
And it's a shame, wouldn't you know That behind the shame There lies a name The name might just be the same As the one who you claim - God. God? Shame follows the followers But does that kill His reputation? And what really lines a reputation Other than masturbation Masturbation? And cocaine. Cocaine? Don't refrain You can't complain For what is snorting a drug Other than getting an inverse hug The inverse of the function x of y? Why doesn't the function just ******** die Dying invokes the lie To the children and to the masses Of a God who just barely passes Right before He goes and crashes The City. Not just any city For it must be riddled with Sin. Sin, sin. A sin of the skin A sin of what lies within Within the skin of the FLESH Flesh oh my beloved flesh You and the One just won't mesh Flesh: we eat it, we breathe it, we are ******** if it's appropriate I'll just quit Quite the quitter he said to his Father Not yours and mine, only his is the bother Our Father, who art in Heaven Shallow be thy name Thy Kingship come, Thy will be done, on earth as it isn't in Heaven (Earth will never be like Heaven Unless you multiply by seven) Give us this day our once daily bread And forgive us our trespasses... (Trespasses? Of which I have none You see a ton and shun) As we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation (We'll stumble into temptation nonetheless) But deliver us from evil. Now end this hypnotic, hypocritical prayer Which you did as a favor With a solid Amen. Not a man, but Amen You wouldn't dare risk not saying it again Fear your God And his famed facade God's reputation...? It resembles mutilation.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 12:07 pm
-claps-
It carries a good tone throughout, kind of like Linkin Park's "Hands Held High". The poem is very well done.
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