Atheists are Theists (Poem)

Atheists are theists without a cause
They rant and rave to no applause

They hear the word God
And it rattles their nerves

You can smell the blood boil
With every scatterbrained word

An ongoing commentary about God…

We’re running out of time. A time that seems so trivial to a species who believe they were born of God. And yes, this may be true, I mean obviously. If we were not born of God then what were we born of? Nothing? Even if we were born of nothing, then nothing is our God because nothing created everything. Or some krazy multi-demensional conspiracy? That is quite an amusing thought but let us now think with our super-computerlike brains for a sec.

God is Black (Poem)

Why can’t you come to stan
That the Jews were Black
That Kingdom Come Is more than you can stan

Shattered (Poem)

Just because you’re shattered
Don’t mean that you’re broken
You can shatter many bones without breaking a thing

Reap What You Sow (Poem)

If you want a head on a platter Your head is good as they come What you do will come back to you All in all You reap what you sow

Lonely Road (Lyrics)

Lonely Road
Getting lost on the way
I hear you
In the know
99 miles away
Ain’t a doubt along the way
That would make me long for yesterday

Have Mercy (Lyrics)

The birds are in the trappers
And the plastic in the waters
I pray for you
But nothing comes
I’m in too deep

The Horizon (Poem)

Expirimentalizing
With my eyes fixed on the horizon
Always dreaming and devising
Unceasingly seeking
Never compromising

Jesus Was (Poem)

Jesus was a send to all
A lighter up
A friend to foe
A treasure in a world so poor
A leader when the fallen call

Be Fruitful (Poem)

The Earth is not ours to destroy
We are but servants and we must employ
Our presence before God must not be in vain
For all that is fruitful will always remain