The Humanrace

The Humanrace

A Poem by Bacchus
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You in?

"
Women are not numbers
Of scales
Car models

Subjunct to their trunk
Shaped

Not loot
Or booty

Flesh gives way

Cry, you, a river?
I find God because now,
She's fat

Hosea was THE chosen
Harlot was also the man

so let the "s***s"
Serve the God

Or were they looking
For love in all the wrong
places-
Like the number- score to 10,
Car model,
You attached to her tit
And A

Or when we
Are born by the Spirit
After the water
You want to emerse
Me in too

Chalk up your now
" Spiritual " score

Has your heart really
Changed?

Rebaptize yourself
Your wife?
Your crew?

Hornets nest, flies swarm
No sting, no bites

Here come the gnats

Wasn't the king of Egypt one?

No gentile, no Jew
But I still am defined by
Fellowship
Askew.

© 2019 Bacchus


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For the question to be even posed, proves the inequality exists.

You propose much here, but for now, I would simply ask, how would it be if women were the physically superior? A somewhat different world I would warrant.

T

Posted 5 Years Ago


Love it, love it, love it.

Posted 5 Years Ago


It sounds as though you are calling for a more tolerant, universal spirituality. Consider the Perennial Philosophy. By the way, it's ''immerse.''

Posted 5 Years Ago


this is quite a write...and i was cheering through much of it...the question really is---are women really respected now more than in the old days? or is it just a front...an act for men to get along...
equality should have started with Adam and Eve and never stopped...
we have had a baptism of sorts, a starting over during the past many years...maybe we need another one.
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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