31 january 2013
Debauchery
Venus crossed my mind
like blocks of burdened wood
crossed jesus,that one time
thousand of earth years ago
written in unholy prose
here it is my unwittingly comment
to poke and prod
to elicitily torment
your un-nerving sense
of erotic humour
procrasting my insides
like a forseen tumour
Oh bless me be these hopeless
flying imbiciles, let her crawl
let her sink, in mudden haven
of dead skulls rotted of memories
that once held thoughts
unnecessary to the world
And they ask
Where was God?
Well would you still be here?
For every human being soul lost
every undeserved tear
Such being waits
for you to wake up
to stop looking at yourself
and drink from the eternity cup
Praise be to allah
Praise be to all
As we sit on computer generated motivated nonsense
on a planet so small.
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