Priests are quite tasty
ministers nice
and fundamentalists?
given to vice
some hate
who they are
some hate
who they're not
and all of them fear
the place that is hot.
they study the scriptures
pore over the word
fall in love with the strictures
accept the absurd
the fears of the pious
make the best meat
the fears of the "holy"
are especially sweet
the just are not righteous
the righteous not just
for they do not believe
they were made out of dust
yet from dust were they made
and to dust they'll return
they will be bait for flies
they will be food for worms
he saves them from sin
he saves them through grace
he saved them by dying
he left not a trace
you may be his children
I AM son of her son
the lord of creation
but creation's not done
I dance in your darkness
walk again on your streets
I will find the ten pillars
bring them to defeat
But this time I'll not hurry
I'll not make that mistake
again as I did
in the heat of first hate
for revenge is a dish
that is best
when served cold
and the truth is only a tale
when it's told
and when it is tolled
I shall stand by the grave
absorbing the sorrow
of those who will be my slaves
and remember their fear
to savor again
and dream of the day
I shall be lord of men.
Monday, May 31, 2010
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