sheaves saw ya'll
the spirt of the fodder gonna get ya'll!
heathens and transgressers!
the people of sata!
the devil is yo' God!
and ya'll live in shame.
But the real God, Of Moochie Pecha, I s gonna send
the spirt of Bifer in the body of the scarecrow
to make you, transgressing
fornicates repent!
When the Scarecrow rises
we are gonna point out these devils!
The Devil, The Devil, The Devil !
Black mantis and lex luther, will
Chant from the Cootin Gia, and all you
Satans shall see the Scarecrow
and shall bow, to worship the
rightful God
Bizarro!
Categories:
fornicates, celebrity, confidence, courage, encouraging,
Form: Footle
Time has changed, you see!
Now minds are stronger and hearts are free and weeds grow fearlessly
In the ruthless world of hegemony, money fornicates with power
and breeds shameless children of impurity
To believe in God is a myth and the belief itself is a rootless tree
Judgments are foul and outcomes of fear or rather careless mean
Every beginning is an end to something and each ending remains foolishly hoping
to begin the end of their sufferings... to begin a new ending...
But the truth remains unchanged that the endings end
in their own misery giving birth to dead beginning
Now the guilt is murdered ruthlessly on the graves of their buried conscious
and in the same mud they are hoping to grow one day flowers of longed wishes
Trust itself is betrayed by the vulgar minds soaked in vanity
where the mirrors show only reflections of infidelity
Time has changed , really
Categories:
fornicates, satire, social,
Form: Free verse
driven by speed,
bones breaking through flesh,
destruction is creation.
the nectar fornicates your very being.
who knew sand can burn as it falls between
the fingers of a broken man.
Categories:
fornicates, angst
Form: Free verse