Fairness and Familiarness

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“Hi. Nobody is oversaved

Because we all fall short

Of the glory of God.”

I’m socially awkward,

But my heart is cruelty-free

From a quick picky love.

Cherishing the width, length, height,

And depth of freedom,

Every step that I take is flawed.

Like talking about forever

With a week to live,

My remains gets disposed of.

The little things that I’m attracted

To starts with

Fairness and familiarness.

My past is forgiven and forsaken

And my future hibernates

In your arms.

I am on the cusps of North and West

And South and East,

Searching for your address.

My back can make geographical sense

Like pearls adorn the underground

With charms.

Would you shun me if

I’m a professing Christian

And faster if I’m a failure?

In a dream, I’m your inhaler

And sailor in the lesser-known

Mother countries.

I’m your luxury car

And driver buying you everything

From a retailer.

I’m your private jet

And pilot, stopping you from sitting

On the sunshine with ease.

Somewhere, I’m your home,

Where you can taste Germany

In a diamond-encrusted cup,

Eat Italy from an oversized plate

As if though fasting is for

The homeless,

But you’ll fast with me on your

Queen-size bed, delaying heart attacks

When you speak up.

If I ate the house keys

And lived on the streets for you,

Would you still show faithfulness?

I am careful paraphrasing

What God said,

Desiring to be rapture ready.

I am contemplating on sucking

The toothpaste from your mouth

Like a gust of wind,

Storing it in a journal

With kiss cut stickers until

It’s perfectly steady.

I am structurally possible

Of restoring your huge heart

Like a best friend.

I am more lovable than a puppy

Chewing on your life jacket

At midnight,

More thoughtful than Chinese takeout

With an aristocrat crush

Maintaining eye contact,

And more loyal than the limbs

Attached to your body,

But God knows if I am right.

I am your untampered chocolate

On a Summer day

Designed not to distract.

Make your knees sweep together

And hold me, tighter than

Swimming trunks in the waters.

Every hyperbolic thought will vanish

Because you can be down-to-earth

With me,

Comfortable like you’re waxing

My armpits to the sound of

A thousand granddaughters.

I could be destined for hell,

But I’m okay with pulp

In my orange juice, really.

Artwork on the sole of shoes

Are like artwork on the back of canvases,

I paint.

I’m okay with imperfection,

But I would die to go to heaven

If I could.

Career suicide is worse than hell,

But maybe I’m going there too,

Then I’ll faint.

By unanimous decision,

I’m supposed to be a saint

And that’s understood.

I don’t like charms,

Even if you think I’m charming,

Saying “I like your shirt and tie.”

“This old thing,” I could say,

As if though you have poor taste

While I miscount your hair strands.

I wonder if your heart smells

Like wheat grass juice

Or if the thought in my head is a lie.

Would you burn with me

With a breakfast cake,

If that’s all I could offer on islands?

I’m falling shorter than

Benjamin Button,

But may I keep a kindred spirit?

Pray that I keep my morals

More than my belongings

And that I can stay Christian.

The devil is trying to groom me

And consume me

Like fire set on a cockpit,

Locked in the stratosphere

Where seats are full of clothing,

And nobody can listen.

Forgive Us For Our Sins

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The absence of fear

Would mean to not fear the Lord.

We’re supposed to fear Him,

But God is all loving.

At the pearly gates,

Am I a God-fearing soul

Or am I one

With a broader understanding?

“Yirah,” the Hebrew word

For fear means reverence.

Can I get a witness

If anyone hears me?

Can I get an “Amen”

When I say, “I love Christ?”

My God can give me

Type G personality.

God, should my romantic partner

Fear losing me?

With you, we should not

Fear any human being.

What I know is that

Controversy is evil.

I refuse to make all

Feel good by agreeing.

Taught that God is not

The author of confusion,

I know that God is

All knowing and all seeing.

He’s an all-powerful God

And I know it’s true.

Keeping God first, in my heart,

I have everything.

Please Yeshua, forgive me for all of my sins.

Children find guns from friends

Or in gloomy alleys.

Children find guns at beaches,

Where they’re having fun.

Interdependent more than mommies

And daddies,

Maybe there’s a war zone

In the household they run.

To the woman who says,

“Not even in your dreams,“

You’ve entertained

The idea to know their wants.

They vaunt and jaunt in dreams,

Making them come to life.

They’ve learned to loathe

Likely because their hero taunts.

Some children respect

A one-size-fits-all wardrobe,

As if though their needs

Are fairly nonexistent.

They’ve felt peer pressure

And heartbreak ever since birth.

They’ve felt sanity from lust,

But didn’t repent.

They’re reaching

The age of accountability.

Serving like Joseph

Avoiding Potiphar’s wife,

Will their hearts refuse

To give into temptation?

Will they spiritually rise

And have a new life?

Please Yeshua, forgive me for all of my sins.

Prunes in heaven smells better

Than pizza on Earth,

If there’s prunes in heaven

That we’re allowed to sniff.

The dust in heaven,

More alluring than sea moss.

Anaglyph glasses are removed

To say, “What if?”

Artificial arteries

Are coming about.

Like a kind caregiver

Preventing bigamy,

Thriving monogamy

Has a full-body wash.

Children have sympathy;

Adults have empathy.

Are they numb from tragedies

Living in their mind?

Are they emotional

From their adversaries?

When their happiest moments

Are with basal tears,

Do they want something more

Like freedom of the seas?

Rebuke their invasive idols

Through dusk and dawn.

Will their hair-pulling snail mail

Contain rent money?

No scam can make

Liars eternally grateful.

Romancers are like water

On the command key.

Please Yeshua, forgive me for all of my sins.

Mail recovery centers auction off

Their gifts.

They’ve been stolen from before

They reached puberty.

Learning to love is

A near death experience.

Few will mature

Like hearts growing with filigree.

Call hatred sorcery

Like lust at the gallows.

What witch condemns them;

What witch ruins their future?

O’, what break up spell

Is making the devil feel younger?

When there’s a rapture,

Will you find a warrior?

144,000

Will be saved

And they’ll be written

Into the Lamb’s Book of Life.

Think about the lost

That are going to hell?

If left behind,

Will they carry a Bowie knife?

When chloroform can be used

On the innocent,

To create

Female genital mutilation,

Rape and murder

With legions of soldiers behind,

There’s a cause for freethinking

And innovation.

Please Yeshua, forgive me for all of my sins.

My First Haiku

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Outpourings of clouds, 

Crowd the dove in the heavens

With perfect practice. 

Everlasting Life and You

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If I fail at making you smile

Before you die, 

May the Holy Spirit

Deliver tears of joy? 

If I succeed at my 

Limitless promises, 

Is my life forever buried

If I destroy? 

When I have everlasting life, 

I’ll have an everlasting you. 

When I have everlasting love, 

Then happy endings aren’t true. 

Surrender your sadness to God 

That’s perfection 

And your imperfections 

Can become your strongholds. 

Humbleness can be

Motivational silence

With the viable love we 

Share for our loved ones. 

Something About Sarcasm

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The following story

Is based on true events

Where love can be like a 

Defense mechanism

And your self-denial

Isn’t worth 15 cents. 

When I meet the salt of 

The Earth, I’ll be sugar. 

And we’ll be attached like

Heaven’s reserved for us. 

Put the hell in the “oh’s,”

Till there’s royal thunder. 

Promise tales for question 

Marks, then here comes Jesus. 

Hello Christian and tell

Me I’m going to hell. 

I refuse to listen, 

So that’s why I’m wrong. 

You have your own beliefs, 

So this is my farewell. 

As long as you’re judging, 

We just can’t get along. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Really, I didn’t read

John 7:24

Where I should make righteous 

Judgement for all others. 

Really, I’m messaging

Women, so my neck’s sore. 

The Bible can put me 

Asleep like our mothers. 

Why can’t we marry those

With different beliefs? 

Maybe this indicates

All of the prejudice. 

I’m not saying I’ll tell

The commander and chiefs. 

But Christianity’s like 

What’s telekinesis. 

I can be good without 

Religion just like this. 

My distant friend saved a 

Child from a pedophile

And died an atheist, so

What exactly I miss? 

“Why hell,” I’ll talk over

Just you in the meanwhile. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

I meant, “Why we go 

To hell if He knows all?” 

The lake of fire will be 

Fermented flavors. 

Heaven should be what you

Make it, like a catcall. 

How many houris fall, 

For here’s a lifesaver. 

I was just told God 

Doesn’t want to control us. 

If the devil controls, 

He can send us to God. 

I’ve planted blasphemy

More than the name 

Jesus. 

I won’t tell you some things, 

But I am just a fraud. 

I could’ve changed before

Adam bit the apple. 

I feel like a godhead

And one day, I’ll be dead. 

Preserve my bones in ice

For science to grapple. 

I’ve been sleeping on an

Oversized waterbed. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

There’s the well to hell hoax

And many religions. 

I want to sneak outside

And snatch a Buddhist chick. 

I want no one to hear

My lifelike decisions. 

It’s my midlife crisis

And the end’s a thick trick. 

We’re unequally yoked

With soul ties running deep

Like what is ancestry 

To the blackest Jesus? 

Watching your beauty sleep

Till you turn a black sheep. 

I didn’t know that my 

Words are superfluous. 

Movies, television, 

Music, and magazines, 

Are the devils tools to

Keep us all distracted, 

Allowing spirits to 

Touch us like cash machines. 

My lap will be jam-packed

Like dreams re-enacted. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Who are my family

And who are my real friends? 

Strangers can be my blood, 

But I could still lose blood. 

I could still lose myself

By following these trends. 

I’m still under pressure

Like before Noah’s flood. 

Who is this Joseph Smith

These Mormons talk about? 

Joseph saw Moroni

Who gave him a message. 

He was a Freemason, 

But in evil, I doubt, 

Like Charles Taze Russel

Thinking till a spillage. 

I don’t want to marry 

My rapist of a dad

Into polygamy, 

So I don’t like Jesus. 

If that was your daughter, 

You may feel kind of sad. 

No, you’d be a rapist 

And just nothing like us. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Priests will rape children

And I think one raped me. 

I don’t believe in your

Invisible sky dad. 

While you pray to “Father,” 

I’ll mock the Trinity. 

I make my job easy

While you forgive—my bad. 

If I was to rape you, 

I’ll die and you’ll be raped. 

No God will punish me, 

But if there was a God, 

The world would be reshaped. 

I’m thinking about God, 

But forget I’m a fraud. 

My friends aren’t Christian

And you love Catholics. 

I just think it’s the same, 

But there’s a difference. 

They think there’s a Jesus; 

It’s not arithmetics. 

I just see more false in 

Religion than science. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

If someone sees a ghost, 

I’m looking for it now? 

I see no evidence, 

But I think they’re mental. 

I’ll just laugh in their face

And you’re a sacred cow. 

Profanity fills my 

Lungs till I’m ungentle. 

I’m a judgmental soul, 

But there was a Big Bang. 

I’ll interrupt your speech

To mock the God you love

Like you’re in a chain gang. 

I trust politics more

And hate Christian outreach. 

I prefer Christians to

Stay in with their God, 

But I forgot that He’s 

Somehow omnipresent. 

Who created this God

My questions may seem odd. 

Since everything has a

Creator, I repent. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

With all the jokes aside, 

Here is why I repent. 

I just wanted to date 

A Christian who’s deceived. 

I’ll say I’m God-fearing

No more than I invent. 

We look good together

Unlike where’s God’s bereaved. 

Children of God they call 

Them, but I want to grow. 

Georges Lemaître claimed it

Who was a Belgian priest. 

You can’t believe in God

And evolution though. 

He was a Catholic

Priest, but now he’s deceased. 

Why would a follower 

Of Christ claim the Big Bang? 

Mom should’ve swallowed you, 

But I can’t picture that. 

Just eat out my chakras

Till your voice has a twang. 

I won’t be submissive 

And you’ll go tit for tat. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Hey, can you spell chakras, 

So how can you oppose? 

I’ve reread the Hadith 

As well as the Koran. 

Meditation’s my life

Nothing is exposed. 

My mind, body, and soul

Makes me feel like a swan. 

I care more about the 

Wide-ranging lexicon

Than learning about facts, 

But my words will mislead, 

Making those accept me

When confusion can yawn. 

My parents were bizarre

And deep down, I feel dead. 

I feel dead because of

People like you around. 

What about the people 

Who don’t know God elsewhere? 

I don’t want to wait on 

For answers like a hound. 

The future’s still unknown

As an ultrasound scare. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

If I get to heaven, 

I’ll knockout Jesus Christ, 

But I don’t need logic

Because it’s just a myth. 

Look at the translations

And your God’s sacrificed. 

You believe in Jesus, 

But I’m the best wordsmith. 

I don’t care about the

Prophecies in some book. 

They’re coincidences 

Like the braindead Mayans

With 2012, 

So I don’t overlook. 

Keep thinking we’re demons; 

We’re like dandy lions. 

Worship your ancestors, 

But your uncle rapes you. 

Find out your blood’s racist, 

So beliefs can’t be wrong. 

My brother says there’s no 

Right or wrong and he’s Jew. 

He’s my brother in law, 

But it’s not sing along. 

I was tricked by Santa

Who is satan misspelled. 

God’s omnipotence should 

Be a paradox

With wordplay in a box

Like contradiction failed. 

My wife’s a Buddhist, but 

I’m afraid to kick rocks. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

If you kiss your sister, 

Then you should keep preaching. 

That’s the type of wordplay

I use to just not think. 

You Christians want heaven, 

But not death, so keep reaching. 

Now, I can doublethink, 

So good if I still drink. 

You know every language, 

But not the religions. 

Oh, you can speak in tongues, 

So Jesus, strike me down. 

I’m still alive on Earth, 

Making my decisions. 

I’m so good that I don’t 

Care if you’re black or brown. 

Jesus and Muhammad

Are messengers of God. 

You’re an Islamophobe

And a big homophobe, 

Even though you don’t fear, 

But know that I’m a fraud. 

Pork is what I think of

A Muslim on this globe. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Jihad in the name of 

Allah like you all. 

I like hearing myself

Because my ego’s loose. 

I’ve heard of Sharia Law, 

So cherry-pick a squall. 

You’re no better than me, 

So you’re just an excuse. 

You’re not converting me; 

You can’t proselytize me. 

I was once a Christian, 

But believed in karma. 

My prayers didn’t work, 

And that’s great memory. 

Maybe I saw a witch, 

But I’m touched like a spa. 

Why not Akhenaten

Or Ra, or Osiris, 

But the Eye of Horus 

Brings up conspiracy. 

Don’t speak, you false prophet

On the analyses. 

School textbooks told me what

To believe and to see.

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

I know textbooks lied like 

“One small step for mankind”

Was just changed to “leap,” but 

He didn’t reach the moon,

But I think the Earth’s round

Like the news think I’m blind. 

My atheology 

Mocks a witch and a broom. 

I’m no stage magician, 

As seen as real magic 

And I’m not your pastor 

Casting out fake demons. 

I don’t have followers 

Like a sex or cash trick. 

I’m not trying to hear;

Now, I can’t with those guns. 

Why show me scripture if 

I don’t even believe. 

“Don’t cast pearls before swine,” 

As your Jesus Christ said. 

I’ll misinterpret life

And oppose Christmas Eve. 

Saturnalia is back

Like there’s Venetian red. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Saint Nicholas was a 

Bishop, turned Santa Claus. 

I’d just worship the sun 

Because I can see it.

The Invisible, Pink 

Unicorn has no laws, 

But I have faith that it’s 

Real and can see the wit. 

Planets except Earth are 

From Greek and Roman gods. 

They were named after them, 

But popped in existence, 

Through long stages of life 

Like we see arthropods. 

I do as much research 

To where it’s commonsense. 

I think the Slave Bible 

Was translated to yours, 

But really slave owners 

Left out many details. 

The Bible didn’t come 

From the whites or the Moors, 

But from your God to man, 

Just like moderate gales. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Revelation 7

Verse 9 talks about race. 

All colors will be in 

Heaven, but I don’t know. 

Oh, I just like to get

Directly in your face, 

Seeing your anger rise, 

But anger’s sin—oh, no. 

The slavery I saw 

Were not of God’s orders, 

But the Old Testament

With the laws of the land

Like how owning black slaves 

Was legal with hoarders. 

What do I care of you; 

I’ll be in a rock band. 

The curse of Ham is why

There was many black slaves. 

Blacks weren’t allowed in 

Mormon temples until, 

The 1970s

And they may meet their graves. 

They don’t believe in hell; 

But their acts of goodwill. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Mormons believe Jesus 

And Lucifer are bros. 

No one knows what happens 

After death, so just stop. 

My religion is love

And now, my mind just froze. 

Oh, you say God is love; 

My love’s the coffee shop. 

You’re very close-minded;

Forget, I really am. 

Suicide’s not evil

In Buddhism, so now what? 

They can literally 

Burn to death and scram. 

Keep turning those pages; 

You’ll get a paper cut. 

The Necronomicon

May not even be real. 

Does the Vatican have 

A copy of the book? 

It’s the Book of the Dead; 

Give me a prayer wheel. 

Give me a fun-size break

Just like a reaping hook. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Wind chimes are demonic, 

But chase away evil. 

Jesus was a Hippy, 

But He was against drugs. 

The movement started in

The 60s like a stroll. 

Chimes are in the occult, 

So give me prayer rugs. 

Did Jesus do magic

Because I think He did. 

Author of confusion, 

Is claimed as the devil. 

Don’t dreamcatchers help us,

But that stuff, you’ll forbid. 

What about the Lost Books 

Of the Bible’s level? 

What about the Gospel 

of Judas that’s lies? 

What about Gnosticism, 

But I don’t think that much. 

Our ancestors practiced 

So was hell their demise? 

The news won’t tell me that 

What religion’s my clutch. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Christianity’s not the 

World’s oldest religion. 

What if I told you that 

I’m God and you aren’t, 

But the news won’t tell me 

What’s the right decision. 

The History Channel lies; 

I’m a mortal imprint. 

Can I see a number  

Nobody saw before? 

The infinity sign 

Is really satan’s sign 

Mariology’s wrong

Like grimoires at the core. 

Mary’s hardly in the 

Bible, so that’s fine. 

Aztec priests worshipped 

Xipe Totec and skinned those. 

Bring the spring equinox 

For arrow sacrifice. 

Should we worship Mary’s

Mom, but nobody knows. 

Confess your sins to a 

Priest or repent for vice. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Catholics practice the 

Day of the Dead like dad, 

Which is called All Souls Day, 

Where they feed the deceased. 

Talking to the dead won’t 

Won’t make most demons mad. 

Those aren’t their loved ones, 

But the evil, increased. 

I’ll mount any woman,

Even a witch doctor. 

I don’t believe; I’ll squirt

On her rosary beads. 

How many besoms does 

It take for an actor? 

She’s real, but I just want 

To have sex without seeds. 

And I’m pro abortion; 

It’s the females body. 

It can’t be murder, though

It’s a living species. 

Most Satanists are 

Pro abortion like me. 

I don’t want to hear your 

Gospel, but feel the breeze. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Some will worship objects, 

Like big motorcycles. 

That’s an objective truth, 

But subjective is God. 

I want to fly like God,

Down to the store, Michaels. 

Like a shooting star crash, 

Creating something odd. 

The Queen of Heaven is

The Lady of Kingdoms. 

Well, I still think she’s the 

Same as your Jesus Christ. 

Maybe He married her

And just lived in the slums, 

As a sad carpenter, 

Who killed Himself till sliced. 

Did God manifest on 

Earth to be others? 

Adam, Noah, Jacob, 

Moses and Solomon. 

Then it was Jesus Christ

And Muhammad as sirs. 

How is that different from 

Praising Poseidon? 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

I was baptized before

And then, I met a sheikh, 

Passing him up down the 

Street to go pick up chicks. 

Maybe Sufism works 

For for others, but I’d shriek. 

In Ibadi, there’s no 

Free will; we have skeptics. 

Let’s talk about Bigfoot; 

Let’s talk about Jotnar. 

That’s Norse Mythology, 

And my apologies. 

You hate the Kabbalah; 

I hate your creator. 

A creation has a 

Creator like the trees. 

Let me stretch the truth like

Kundalini yoga. 

I think it’s just healthy, 

For the Satanists, 

Using the same poses

While you wear a toga. 

Don’t look at me like that; 

I brought Hershey’s kisses. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Eros is Cupid, but 

Why isn’t he Jesus? 

The Roman counterpart 

Of Eros is Cupid. 

What if overthinking 

Can cause a bacillus? 

Mormons think we’ll turn to 

Gods, which is off the grid. 

An ontological 

Argument will return. 

I’ve heard of the liar’s 

Paradox done in groups. 

I have faith the moon’s made 

Of cheese like a sunburn. 

I have faith in Isis 

More than there is in troops. 

Thor is in comic books, 

But so is Spider-Man. 

Christian Mythology 

Is worser than my luck. 

I’ve seen haunted houses

Outside a moving van. 

I’ve seen Serpents biting, 

Sounding like a sound truck. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Teleological 

Arguments will arise. 

We can question science, 

But not all of science. 

How’ll I articulate 

Every person who dies? 

Alchemy will be my 

Consistent reliance. 

Itzamnás are like a 

Compass as my guidance. 

East, red; west, black; north, white; 

And south, yellow—that’s right. 

He’s worshipped as the moon, 

And medicine—nonsense. 

Try to cast the demons 

Out; I’m ready to fight. 

Your anecdotal proof

Won’t get you anywhere. 

Is shaitan going to 

Get inside of my head? 

Are the jinn after me; 

I don’t think God would care. 

Love who; I’ll drink instead. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Abortion’s similar 

To euthanasia, bro

And there’s the seven suns 

Or the seven trumpets. 

A mom can bring you in 

This world or out—like I know. 

Buddhists don’t believe 

In a God—I forget. 

They can be a Buddhist Christian, 

But that’d be New Age. 

It’s spiritual where 

Any belief’s involved. 

That’s not really Christian; 

I want you to show rage. 

If you can be quiet, 

All of our problem’s solved. 

Zeus had children with 

His fine sister, Hera, 

And slept with other chicks, 

But how can you blame him? 

I’m no better than Zeus, 

But I hate this era. 

You’re no better than me, 

Yet my words may sound grim. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Astarte’s counterparts 

Are Ishtar, Aphrodite, 

And goddess Astarte, 

So your God can be mine. 

I’m and atheist, but I 

Do not think Christ was white. 

In Islam, He’s Isa, 

So just give me a sign. 

Solomon had seven 

Hundred sexy wives, 

Three hundred concubines, 

Just because of freewill. 

He gives us free will to

Sin, but there’s no 9 lives. 

I want to live my life; 

I’m not saying I’ll kill. 

Satan with a 

Pitchfork, 

Isn’t in the 

Bible. 

That’s just a 

Stereotype

Of how the 

Devil looks. 

I know I contradict

Myself like an idol, 

But my friends 

Don’t know that

And many don’t 

Read books. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

My girlfriend talks to her

Dead sister, but I doubt. 

I don’t believe in a 

Christian purgatory

Yet, with purgatory, 

Then what’s Christian about? 

I’m just a Freemason, 

But I’ll hide that story. 

Give evidence of your 

God without the scripture. 

I just don’t want to hear 

The truth and to hate it. 

If I avoid what’s bad, 

Without God, that’s a blur. 

Did I tell you that I’m 

The antichrist spirit? 

I’ll fall for anything 

And my best friends 

Have orgies, which is 

None of your God’s business. 

My son loves D&D; 

I still follow these trends. 

I don’t know what I’ll do; 

I’ll wake up, sleep and mess. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

I like determinism; 

That’s my philosophy

With compatibilism, 

The law of attraction, 

For if you’re negative, 

Then your results will be. 

Who is this Prince of Peace; 

I want satisfaction. 

Utilitarianism

And socialism versus 

Lifelong capitalism, 

But it’s about results. 

I prefer communism

Like socialism’s curses. 

Now, I prefer working 

And voting for my thoughts. 

If God’s real, we go 

To heaven, even Hitler. 

Burning forever is

Too long to suffer from, 

But I just really feel 

Convicted with liquor. 

The church can’t stop me

From what I want to become. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Why is the sky bluish; 

Why are there theodicies? 

You can’t know good without 

Experiencing evil. 

Why the father of lies 

Is in my memories? 

Stoning the devil won’t 

Help, but I’m a rebel. 

The manifestation 

From god is Melek Taus. 

Why are Yazidis called 

Those devil worshippers? 

The Fallen angels from 

The Bible work new laws

In Yazidism, there’s blurs. 

Some say that Melek Taus 

Is god in origin, 

So why did the Muslims 

Stone the human beings? 

The Sabbath Day’s Saturday 

Catholics made a sin, 

Changing it to Sunday; 

They have great sightseeings. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

If the Big Bang Theory

Is true, what exploded, 

Where did the energy 

Come from to make an Earth? 

Muslim’s believe Isa

Is a Muslim decoded. 

Isa is Jesus in 

Islam, but that’s their worth. 

My sis believes that God’s 

Time while we live on Earth, 

Loving Mother Nature

Like Gaia, a Greek goddess. 

How can you say I’m wrong

From studying their worth, 

When you’ve not studied it,

But that’s what I call mess. 

Mary’s the only chick 

In Islam mentioned by

Her name unlike others, 

But that don’t make you think? 

Do women have a voice; 

How many reach the sky? 

How many men they get; 

How much more can we think? 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Mecca’s called the Holy

City, so why God bless

America or us; 

But I think that’s just mess. 

So peace be upon him, 

But he’s a gloomy Gus. 

Muslims believe Isa

Performed miracles, too! 

He healed the blind, raised the 

Dead, cured lepers, and more. 

What’s the difference from 

Him and common voodoo? 

I don’t like to research, 

But research, you look for. 

There’s free will in heaven, 

And complete happiness. 

Why was Lucifer mad

And why can’t we sin there? 

He wanted to be God, 

But who wants to be less? 

I’m avoiding heaven, 

Because it’s a nightmare. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Buddha hates idol 

Worship, but students don’t. 

They bow down to statues, 

And view him as a god. 

They bow down to something, 

But worshipping, I won’t. 

Worshipping is a waste 

Of my time like thank you’s 

Rastafari is loved; 

Haile Selassie’s god. 

He’s their second coming, 

And then, he died again. 

Marcus Garvey’s racist, 

But to say that is odd. 

He was a false prophet, 

Who detested white men. 

He was a Freemason 

And Haile Selassie. 

Haile Selassie is

The god of the black race, 

But what about the whites—

He’s not the boss of me. 

He’s not the real Jesus

We learn in the first place, 

So hell’s what we may face. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Dr. King’s father was

A Freemason member 

Like Dr. King himself, 

Selling out for the fame, 

Like W.E.B. Dubois

And likely your hater. 

Nelson Mandela was 

One, but I hate his name. 

Alex Haley’s one like

Booker T Washington. 

They’re deceased like Richard 

Pryor and Nat King Cole. 

I’ll learn for everyone

By loving one by one. 

When I go home at night, 

I may fall in a hole. 

Did you see that spirit, 

Staring at me right there? 

I didn’t mean to mock, 

But there’s a real spirit. 

What are these demons found; 

Harm me for all I care. 

I may think that I’m good, 

But mentally unfit. 

God, please have mercy. 

God, please have mercy. 

Please have mercy. 

Have mercy. 

Make It Heaven For Me

© Feb. 1, 2021. All Rights Reaerved.

Make it heaven for me. 

Make it heaven for you. 

We can share the good news. 

We can share the good news. 

Throw your stones at my head, 

Throw your darts at my heart, 

Throw your spells, so I’m dead, 

And I forgive you now. 

I forgive forever. 

Nothing’s taking me down. 

When I hate, it’s never,

So I forgive you now. 

Toss your weight on my bones. 

Stab my past in the back. 

Try to share women’s moans

And I forgive you now. 

I forgive forever. 

Nothing’s taking me down. 

When I hate, it’s never, 

So I forgive you now. 

We’ve broken thrones, but not the last. 

And we’ve lived backwards for the past

Hear the roosters and stretch jawbones. 

These pillars are thicker than tones. 

There’s spiral stairs in the garden. 

When I wake up, I hear, “Amen.” 

If I could see you now, I’d think, 

“How I’m used like a kitchen sink” 

While you’re the refrigerator

Full of spoiled food, but taste sour. 

I want to be raptured with you. 

I want to be raptured with you. 

Make it heaven for me. 

Make it heaven for you. 

We can share the good news. 

We can share the good news. 

Kiss me like thunderclaps.

Rob me like my diet. 

Bury the weather maps

And I forgive you now. 

I forgive forever. 

Nothing’s taking me down. 

When I hate, it’s never,

So I forgive you now. 

Toss your weight on my bones. 

Stab my past in the back. 

Try to share women’s moans

And I forgive you now. 

I forgive forever. 

Nothing’s taking me down. 

When I hate, it’s never,

So I forgive you now. 

Flocks of mercy guarded your soul. 

Jesus bear gifts with self-control.

Was it you eating caution tape 

When I was a different shape, 

For I’ve fainted without fainting. 

When I blinked, I shook a painting. 

I may not look like a Greek god. 

Did I ever tell you I’m flawed, 

So I’m not getting surgery. 

Weather blew down the trysting tree. 

I want to be raptured with you. 

I want to be raptured with you. 

Loving for Souls

© Oct. 28. 2020. All Rights Reserved.

She was in love with Jesus

And I was in love with her. 

When she asked me about us, 

It involved, Him, the creator. 

Years later, I love Jesus, 

But she was in love with me. 

When I asked her about us, 

I knew she wasn’t Holy. 

We met at the wrong time. 

We met at the wrong time. 

Our time was up. 

Our time was down. 

If you don’t need me, 

If I don’t need you, 

Then we don’t need us. 

For we have Jesus. 

For we have Jesus. 

If you love Him, you’ll keep 

His commandments. 

I may meet a follower

That loves Jesus the same day

Where our love is forever. 

For that to happen, I pray. 

I pray that I’m not alone, 

But I know it gets better. 

My heart’s placed on her tombstone. 

We’ll meet like a love letter. 

We met at the wrong time. 

We met at the wrong time. 

Our time was up. 

Our time was down. 

If you don’t need me, 

If I don’t need you, 

Then we don’t need us. 

For we have Jesus. 

For we have Jesus. 

If you love Him, you’ll keep 

His commandments. 

“Make My Blessings” Painting

© July 9, 2020. All Rights Reserved. 

Title: Make My Blessings

Size: 11” X 14”

Medium: Acrylic on canvas

Date: 7/9/20

God Gives the Blues

© Apr. 23, 2020.

This poem was written Jan. 3, 2015.

I get the blues with the news.
I’m sick of the clues and views.
I know all the prophecies.
Logical verses untold.
The written words never heard.
God gives me no surgeries,
And I’m still not feeling bold.
I still don’t follow His word.

For some reason, I get sick.
Cast the blues out. (Sarcastic).

Choose to pay my dues or lose.
Refuse and use the windows,
For there’s no doors in His path.
Roaring until He knows me.
Moaning for a morning shine.
But He can relate to wrath.
Hues weakening the many.
Blues accusing as a sign.

The Sexiest Utopia

© Apr. 20, 2020. All Rights Reserved.

 

Utopia is an imagined place or state of things in which everything is perfect, but what’s perfection on Earth? Perfection is like a dreamlike society without nightmares. In a perfect world, there exists zero errors, everyone’s student loans would be paid off because everything would be free, everyone gets an optional job (without affirmative action) according to their interest, and everyone would be in a state of nirvana. I’d be in heaven with self-love, a loving family, friends that don’t have to be blood-related, and my soulmate. We make mistakes in order to value success and overcome hardship, but a utopian society needs peace before love. Love is the most powerful element in the world, but we can’t monitor everyone in the world or go against their human rights in order to obtain what we desire. 

If I could imagine perfection on Earth, it’d be no government corruption, but perfection would exist in the new Earth God sets for His followers in the Bible. Trauma and sickness would be nonexistent and everyone would be a gifted child. Rejection would be like a fairytale if everyone could be satisfied. Nobody would be in poverty or abused in homes, especially during quarantine. In other words, mental and physical abuse would not exist in a peaceful society. Peace is for everyone to be a leader if they desire, but in order to lead, you have to first listen. What makes the world better are intentional insults that aren’t focused on one person or a group while authority figures tolerate it. Peace is for the Amendments to have better laws or no laws at all, for everyone can live by the act of morality. 

A peaceful world starts with ourselves where regardless of what anyone thinks, says, or does to us, it will not define how we treat others. Men being able to cry in public as an acceptable way of expression is a great step to peace, but the media portrays men as needing to always be masculine. Sales callers and viruses never existing would improve the world tremendously. A perfect world is timeless with no secrets. Since there’d be no secrets in a perfect world, there’d also be no subliminal messages, but at the same time, you can have privacy. 

Immigrants wouldn’t be called immigrants and would get the same respect and opportunity as others. Everyone would be a prodigy and would have immortality or choose to die to go to heaven (where they can really live in perfection beyond our imagination). If everything is free from living expenses to entertainment, then it’ll naturally make citizens happy. Therefore, in a utopian paradise, you are welcomed to travel anywhere without being called a tourist.

Peace includes a clear mind by sometimes unlearning everything we were taught. It’s to not compete on who has the best sports team. It’s to not compete on who has the best state, country, etc. It’s to not judge, but to righteously judge for the purposes of morality. It’s to prevent gang and drug-related activities and oppose the slightest thought of revenge. Finding positive solutions to relieve stress like exercising can help, but if you do, were you not stressed beforehand? Will it be the last time you’re stressed and do you need a therapist to talk to you? 

On Earth, there’s hot and cold, calm and nervous, affliction and numb, love and hate, etc. Simple acts of kindness can come a long way, especially if you’re more fortunate than others. If you lack much and still are a giving person, then that’s a memory for someone that they may never forget. It’s a world full of good and bad, but to make the best out of life is what matters whether it’s forgiving in order to stop carrying stress, apologizing even if it’s not your fault, giving without expecting anything in return, complimenting others with a smile, etc. 

Free will has limitless options, but what is free will compared to right and wrong and do each person believe in right or wrong? Will you force each person to abide by rules and regulations in a utopian society and/or give them freedom of speech? In a utopian society, should it not mean that you can slack off and still get paid on a job? In a peaceful world, nobody would feel left out, forced to conform, and you can retire at the age of 13 or continue working at any job you desire. How about in a utopian world, a college degree can be gifted from a recent graduate to an aspiring dentist? Utopia needs setbacks and lessons in order to progress, but while everyone won’t reach their dreams in 5 years, it may take 20 years while you try to obtain one job or work two jobs. Just don’t give up, set small and large goals for yourself, believe in what you do, and there’s nothing that you can’t do. 

A peaceful world would be where the general population can get along and it wouldn’t be complicated for anyone to find a role model. Being weird is really just what the norm doesn’t want to accept, but being weird can make you unique in a positive way. Just because you were born with a deformed heart or missing limbs, it doesn’t mean you can’t find your own happiness. Defeating the odds may not be utopia because you’d have to work harder than others, but appreciating life, so that others can learn from you should be a fundamental value. Having both parents and/or a legal guardians in the household should be utopia. Hence, the righteous mother and/or father would have to be either your friends and/or parents to discipline you as preparation for the real world. 

Everyone desires love regardless if they want to admit it. Some people can find love through a friend, family member, significant other, or on rare occasions, by unconditionally loving the world. To unconditionally love would be to love regardless of race, gender, age, disability, religion, national origin, etc. Yet, to love and not receive love back can be said to not be love, but people have various opinions on what love is. Some people don’t believe love exists, but we can all agree that hate exists. Whether or not others agree, it’s your right to be in LGBTQ and/or polygamous relationships. Saying the words, “I love you” and meaning it can be more intimidating than arriving on your first day of school. When is the countdown to loving humanity? 

Having ownership of your body and the right to say what you won’t accept without criticism is peace. That’d mean abortion is your right and nobody would find fault in it. Any sin would be your right and it would not be a sin, but peace to some people are through religion. Politely telling someone an opinion or fact can lead to frustration and we can judge by not judging. Peace is pure water. In the Holy Bible, Jesus brings believers eternal salvation. In the end, many people will fall for the Anti-Christ’s deception that everyone can sin and not be in trouble with God. If there was automatic peace, everyone wouldn’t have to use portable knowledge to know the truth to life and can already live in heaven. 

It’s unfortunate that people are shamed for not living up to the expectations of others. If you don’t get your father’s dream job because he lived vicariously through you, it’s not your fault. If you don’t make a lot of money, your mother doesn’t want you in the house, and you’re getting old, blaming yourself takes a lot of energy. Blaming yourself can mean that you’re your biggest critic, but you should also be willing to work hard at the goals you want, even if all odds are against you. 

It shouldn’t take for a pandemic to get many people to care about society just like it shouldn’t take for somebody to get hit by a car in order to create a new rules for crossing the street. Peace takes consideration. If a bridge should be placed somewhere from one sidewalk to the next, it makes things more convenient, but walking, riding a bike, scooter, skateboard, and such forms of transportation is too much energy for some people. Such people would just not be inclined to the idea of traveling, but can just teleport like a superhero.   

Marriage and a dowry shouldn’t exist. Marriage comes when you fall in love, but why should a corrupted government determine when you love? There exists temporary marriage licenses. The government can just forbid marriage ceremonies if they ever so want.  

Some people think if corporations found the cure to many diseases, the corporations would stop making money. If cars worked with water and without gas, the corporations lose money. Police brutality wouldn’t exist in a picturesque world beyond our imaginations. If there can be a state police active in unlawful activities, then the FBI, CIA, NSA, and other affiliates like the Illuminati are orchestrating plans to brainwash, control, and sacrifice anyone they want.  

The competition for who lives the worst life would not exist. Never would you hear about who went to prison the most. If your idea of a perfect world is to have sexual intercourse with every woman on Earth, you probably wouldn’t be selected out of the billions of sperm to develop inside of your mother. You’re likely to find somebody that’s just for you with an education that’ll lead you on the right path. No longer do you have to search for the right things to say. Every question you have will be answered.