Notes About The Poem
One business had a party implanting chips in employees' hands.
Party Chips
PARTY CHIPS
it may seem
like a party to you
all the same
“there’s a curse on you” *
“let’s dip and have some chips”
dressed in sickle black, “...and now you’re mine”
“try the atm first. such fun my daughters and sons.”
one laughs and asks about the 666 tattoos .
“it’s all for fun. some weed, some rock’n roll. i offer all”
the music blares louder, insistently louder…
“there’s a curse on you and now you’re mine!”
“with a wave of your hand, the world is yours
throw away all your cards”
the Son of Man wouldn’t fall for his temptation
but he’s taking prisoners with dip and party “chips”
the saints travel light
unable to buy or sell
on this perishing planet
God catches them in the air
as they fall
cursed and overexposed the planet, drunk and heavy
is overcharged
payments due
Revelation 13:16-18(NIV Bible) He also forced everyone, small and great, rich and poor free and slave, to receive a mark on his right hand or on his forehead so that no one could buy or sell unless he had the mark, which is the name of the beast or the number of his name...666
8/2/2017
*Movie Hocus Pocus
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