O Righteous Me

Whores of Babylon, I breathe amongst you everyday 
 On city streets, in country lanes, along lone alleyways 
  Selling illegal merchandise, cheap, tainted, unrefined 
 Tempting this incognito angel, back into my own kind 

  Dens of iniquity, hedonistic programs, carnal pleasure 
 Take me to your pimp, I’ve got a wallet full of treasure 
  Bring good gear, Snow White, not crude crystal meth
 Tonight I’m getting wasted, to within one inch of death 

  Seedy massage parlors, proffering rubdowns, with oils
 This upstanding citizen, on tables of unembellished soil
  Licking toads back, my penchant, as I pray to the gods
 Yapping like a puppy, choke chained, spanked with rods

  Cesspools of assignation, motel rooms, knocking shops
 Gonna keep banging up, til my veins collapse from shock 
  Tomorrow chase the dragon, before addressing a church
 Sermons of fire and brimstone, damning you, is my purge. 

By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Krutsinger Avatar
January 20, 2021 at 5:16 AM
"Tomorrow chase the dragon, before addressing a church" I actually kind of smirk smiled and chuckled internally at this line.
Kavanagh  Avatar
January 20, 2021 at 6:14 AM
Yeah this was a dig at a child molesting rapist priest in my parish, in the 70s, he got locked up about 30 years later, I suppose better late than never, cheers David
Flaherty Avatar
January 8, 2021 at 6:05 PM
Oldest profession in the world David. Fire sale in leg high boots
Kavanagh  Avatar
January 10, 2021 at 10:23 AM
He got locked up years later, after raping several other children, worse part was the bishops knew and did nothing, just kept passing him around different parishes, they even tried to pay off one of his victims, to save themselves the embarrassment, can you believe it
Flaherty Avatar
January 9, 2021 at 6:47 PM
Yes David cant and never will ever want to get my head around what you said. No shame no morality. NO NOT FOR ME THANKS So not practicing what they profess to preach & All word's no actions If there is a hell i sure as hell hope he is burning in it
Kavanagh  Avatar
January 8, 2021 at 7:57 PM
Your back Christopher brilliant, hope all is well, yeah the hypocrisy here is tellingly brutal, we had to listen to this weekly in our church, whilst one of them molested and raped the altar boys, cheers David
Flaherty Avatar
January 8, 2021 at 6:06 PM
Flesh , bone and soul sale
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