I don't read the Holy Bible, nor intend too,
but yes I get stressful, I put it in and out,
in bed girls just don't mess with me, sex
with me is their birthday wish!
"I made love to a schizo, but she doesn't
remember and neither do I."
My spirit isn't holy, but I move like God's
ghost in congregations, toast bottles in
the air in the name of Moloch; the host
with the most!
What you want is what I give...stop living
the life you can't live. In societies full of
secrets, you better believe you must chose
the lesser of two evils!
I am one of them! The best of us with
illuminated minds, possessing mind control.
This whole poem is subliminal!
Nothing is minimal when your dealing with
the prince of darkness. Sandman whispers
in your ears when you sleep,
"You belong to me!" he says.
From your dream you never wake!
Eternal sleep is welcomed. Your soul for
fortune and fame; a small price to pay to
have heaven on earth. Weight I carry, but
balanced with a holy toke.
I am my own religion, but don't worship me.
I will only let you drown in front of me, as I
smile.
Your savoir I am not! Neither is Jesus...he/
she ever existed! My words are enticing,
sound intriguing to you—
Follow me and we shall get lost together in
a paradise called Eden…
Down to earth—earth is down and over with!
Every day is not the same with constant
changes, different faces in familiar places,
traces of remnants left in scatter for others
to abuse—
I am the devil’s muse! Soulcriticpoet, I am!
‘The’ is not important, like ‘GOD’ or ‘CIA’!
My offense carries into another verse, too
late to reverse the hands of time.
“It is what it is, take it or leave it!”
I dedicate this poem to The Illuminati—
to the life of a Mason partially free;
I’ve yet to pay my fee; no need to sell
your soul for complete control!
my loved ones are dying!
The price for fortune and fame! is not
The Illuminati! Freedom is accepting the
NOW!!
To be honest with you SCP, I
To be honest with you SCP, I think it's a disgrace how those families' names have been 'profiled'. It is slander, but because they have money, people seem to lose all concept of fairness. As long as there is free enterprise, there will most likely be bloodlines that have more money and with it, more power to control the weak-minded, but that to me, isn't a reason to commit slander against them. Still, you have the right to write a poem about it, and you haven't really said anything slanderous even though the very mention of the word feeds the mouth of the 'gossip beast'... lol ;-)
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "