by anonamouse
There are an awful lot of poets that should read this but won't.
I'm never quite sure who you're taking the piss out of though.
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Religion as the clown car at the circus, it seemed like the clowns were never going to stop coming out of the car. Speaking of cars, loved
"I say take religion out of the schoolyards
put it back on the dashboard where it belongs"
Do your chaps chaffe as you wait the signal to ride on across the apocalyptic landscape? Who do you choose to be?
War, Famine, Pestilence or Death? Perhaps, as poet you can ride all four and finally, cheer on Gawd as he consumes the sinners in a lake of fire. ...
Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth but no one speaks of the mouthy bugger who's gonna take the good china.
I liked this one G. It's a really punchy lesson in both morality, politics and poetry. Nicely combined into, not so much a rant or diatribe but an illustration of how misinterpretation could lead those on the throne to believe they belong in the court.