Gord

2017-08-16 01:55 pm

Umpire of God useless,
Demanding more strikes,
Life swung precarious,
Batter belies himself,
Bent to Gods of strife;
Fate for ball carriers,
Forever them sodomites,
Snipped their genitals,
Cum on their fingers,
Not dick in their minds;
Not men, Nor fire they are,
Born of stone, tower guard,
Born of the mud, wallow on,
Born of the sun?
Pearls, Diamonds and Harps.
Radar dishes begin, fill the sky,
And forever destroy our heart.
Son of the earth,
Yet nothing but sky he remarked.