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)
December 5, 2020 by Leave a Comment
Why can’t you come to stan
That the Jews were Black
That Kingdom Come Is more than you can stan
Lonely Road (Lyrics)
December 4, 2020 by Leave a Comment
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)
December 4, 2020 by Leave a Comment
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)
December 4, 2020 by Leave a Comment
Expirimentalizing
With my eyes fixed on the horizon
Always dreaming and devising
Unceasingly seeking
Never compromising
Jesus Was (Poem)
November 30, 2020 by Leave a Comment
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)
November 30, 2020 by Leave a Comment
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
Down with the Bible Candy (Poem)
November 29, 2020 by Leave a Comment
Down with the Bible Candy Feel good words of sightless guides A distraction from the simple truth that will tear our fucking hydes Sugar coated fallacy is like Spam garnished with gold is like rapists parading the streets on high Black mambas in the snow
Thief in the Night (Poem)
November 28, 2020 by Leave a Comment
Just as it happened in the days of Noah
So shall it happen now
The Son of Man will harvest souls
Like a reaper on a plow
Satan’s seed will perish
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I beg of you
Please, hear me now
Oh children of the dark
Happy Thanksgiving All You Christian Hypocrites
November 26, 2020 by Leave a Comment
Let us begin this tirade against the blasphemous harlot that Christianity has become with a moment of silence to remember the genocidal history behind Thanksgiving. Let us also take a moment to reflect on the millions of turkeys that were slaughtered, minus the one that was ‘pardoned,’ and the tons of waste that will soon enter the landfills and waterways.
