God Digested
It takes man to create god.
It takes people to consume a
thought.
With the world and all it's
delusions,
Promises made,
Lives destroyed with
superstitions.
Death, destruction.
The corruption of mankind.
Arrogance and ignorance run
the population.
When will god go down?
Down the depths of the
digestive system.
What makes the thought so
reasonable?
Do you swallow the preachers
words?
Without question, be
considerate.
A little criticism is what your
god deserves.
A god like yours is neither here
nor there.
From the depths of the ocean
to the tallest mountains.
There's no god around who
cares.
What makes it so real for a
maniacal man to find answers
in something so false?
Why is your faith worth more
than the life of someone who
dares question your claims?
The god that you worship is
stuck in the throat.
Waiting to enter the stomach
and bowels.
Allow him to exit the ******* of
society and go down the drain
with the rest of the fouls.
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