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[title] => Another God poem (Part 67)
[time] => 2009-04-02 08:50:34
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[bodytext] => God must be dead
or in a drunkards sleep.
Your silent prays
won’t awaken him
or pleas for help.
This is the way he
wants the world,
or he’d change it
in a heart beat
of a humming bird.
So pile those bodies
as high as you can.
Woman & children first.
Then torch them
to stop the spread of some
new infectious disease,
he’s bound to blessed us with.
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