Michael Ramel The Primordial Poet Poet Rhyme

A B.A. or B.S. Degree

On the hill He created
The ill hill that is fated
He was crucified
For His people He died
Of all and all of His creation
It was only on Earth He was displayed
To assume otherwise is waylaid
To the composition fallacy
Of the whole and pieces we see
Aliens are not salient
Evolution says maybe, maybe maybe
Married a theory, and aborted each baby
Know the truth and it shall set you free
And break you out of slavery
From apes to posterity
And rocks to complexity
The fantastic gymnastic
Implored an A.I. scholastic
And the plastic of a prophylactic 
          promise in the back seat of a car

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