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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Easy Practitioners of Another Voodoo While I was counting the cost of steak And while depressed about her over weight He was counting grains of rice She was forced into a life of vice And while the self righteous contemplate Judgement day is a “next” meal “day” maybe “today” ( to late ) And the Judicial reprimands of “Burning Hell” are made In the easy sanctimonious litany wealth Bigots of the easy excuse Sticking pins in those who have “no choice” Easy practitioners of another voodoo With punching high hand and waving bible And while my tiny world revolves on petrol And my tiny mind rumbles counting cholesterol Their tiny portion evolves with racism Their tiny lives end in starvation This western ideology of comfortable supremacy In this augmented and cosseted luxury Of billable hours and ever enhanced entertainment You sit back, just relax, and wait for the “Judgement” Of voting and squabbling over opinion While children “die” of malnutrition And as my fast burger gravitates to the better bigger It gives me the blind ignorant swagger Of a bully in a play pen Ignorant fool of devotion Voodoo representative of a “Jezebel” nation Indoctrination of the “money” dogma Is our only inkling of our own propaganda What dirt ? What Sorrow ? By life have we suffered Have our hands buried children we Mothered and Fathered Or have we forgotten how to identify “And there, but for the grace of “God” go, “ I ” While I was deducting the account of living They were drawing water and smiling And the pious sat back waiting for “Divine Wrath” But those people knew what their water was worth Easy practitioners of another voodoo Sticking pins through the bible Into those who have “no choice” Bigots of the easy excuse
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