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I AM is not

Contributed by kratur on Thursday, 20th January 2005 @ 09:33:02 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



He said, “Come on let’s go kill God”
He said, “Come on let’s go kill God”
So I got my gun and my coat
And I flipped the finger to the odds

The men at the gates were no match for his wits
And the network of streets was so easy to route
We saw God’s temple from far away
And that’s when I knew that killing God was our only way out

He cut off God’s arms and legs to see if He’d fit in a little box
He carved out that big fat smile with a two-edged sword
And when he took off God’s great white robe
I saw that there was no penis on our Lord

You killed God
You killed God
You killed God and now the angels come for us
There is no escape hatch and your plan is flawed

I tore his garments and wiped God’s blood off his hands
I locked the doors and took the blade from the shelf
Kill me save yourself
Kill me save yourself




Copyright © kratur ... [ 2005-01-20 21:33:02]
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Re: I AM is not (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 20th January 2005 @ 09:57:53 PM AEST
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This poem reminds me of an old friend of ours "Frankie"


Re: I AM is not (User Rating: 1 )
by freckle on Thursday, 20th January 2005 @ 10:10:13 PM AEST
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Interesting. Personally, I kinda like having God around. But the poem was bold, different. Makes you think, good.


Re: I AM is not (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Friday, 21st January 2005 @ 12:41:07 AM AEST
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very interesting and disturbing.




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