Slam Poem

If your God existed you wouldn’t

Have the balls to call his name in bed

Or shoot some poor kid in the head

To pray to someone full of hate

Who holds charge over the gate

That beyond this coil separates

Paradise and pleasure from eternal pain.

But who do you think stands to gain

From the lies

That paralyze

And jeopardize

The very lives

Of the people they claim to save.

I want separation of church and state.

I want separation of church and hate.

I want the church to educate

Themselves on science

Without the artificial bias

Produced to protect the property of people

Profiting prolifically on perfunctory pretense

purporting protection then passing the plate for the purpose of collection

Then, Using that money to influence the election

Preposterously perpondering what you can do with an erection

And telling you whats not okay.

But you know what I say is not okay?

Telling trans people to change their human ways

Or pushing africa to kill gays

And protecting pedophiles just to save face

Or pushing an agenda that misrepresents a nation

Or buying private jets with no taxation

Or Exhuberating violence with jubilation

You argue for representation without taxation

But you can’t restore a right you never lost

You can’t argue for laws based on nothing but a cross

And if your God existed you wouldn’t.