A POEM

Alienated


Sometimes as the rain falls upon my puddled troubled footsteps, feeling foriegn, frustrated, and abondonded.
I feel this intense indifference as soon as you cross my path with...
Jesus is lord and saviour, your time has come to repent or you shall face the rapture, it will capture you in your devilish sin and god will forsaken you, if you do not have his son's blood within.
You will be trapped in a vortex of misery, agony,sodimy, and the likes of disease and turmoil no one has ever witness before, and when it comes you can't run, because jesus is the one, the son, the only begotten, your only friend who will save you at the end...
And just like that, a vein in my brain snaps, then myself control colapse, as I refuse to care about the aftermath.
So I bash your head in with a huge bible, say its for your survival, as I watch the ignorance flow out of of your brain like drops of rain.
In the name of the father, son, and holy ghost.
I banish ye dumbass get out of this child of god.
The knowledge of christ compels you!
As I smack you in the face with holly water, chained you to a train with your the rest of your christian friends a board her.
And as the train is about to head off the enevatable cliff, I snatch you back so you can retract the garbage and filth you spewed.
Filling the air with your retarted judgments and your ridicule.
I am not a heathen you've been mistreating for 500 years, I am the bitch, witch, ready to snitch, on the goverments conspiracies, telling you the real prophecy.
It will be your candle lit unromatic icy cold truth bath, after you've left your rosery rose pettle sprinkled, warm saten shrowd of stupidity bed, you've slept in for so many years.
And I will be the one to give it.
So don't you try and save me from the circus of everyday hell, giving me a regurgitated, mythological bein I originally created. It is I who oventually save you from yourself.
now I bet you're feeling alienated, pointed out, and burned.