Re: A Poem about the Gospels -
01-27-2009, 08:34 PM
A Poem Based On Isaiah
Blessed be You, O Lord, who crack's women's skulls when they dress like whores!
You God, who uncovers their secret parts!
Call forth the flies and the bees!
Thank You Lord, for forcing every man to eat his brother and then his own flesh!
Pray God doesn't find you, or He'll thrust you through, smash your kids to pieces and rape your wife!
God, who sends a perverse Spirit amongst the foreigners, making them like drunks lying in their vomit!
Praise to God, who as a sign and wonder made Isaiah walk three years naked!
Praise to God, who commands we cast the evil away like a menstrual cloth!
Be afraid all women, be so afraid you take off your clothes!
God, fill the world with the smell of evil corpses, melt the mountains with their blood!
Soak the land with their blood, strike with your blood-filled sword!
Make them eat their own dung and drink their own piss!
Cry out Lord, cry like a woman cries!
Blessed be You, creator of all evil!
Make the people eat their flesh and get drunk on their blood!
Let Your clothes be stained with human blood!
Slay them with Your fire and sword!
Make their corpses piled high, let them rot and burn forever!
Amen!
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