The Land of snakes masterpieceA Poem by Josh WeseynmTHE LAND OF SNAKES
I lounge in a lounge of nude females Which sway to the tunes of the devil My halo crumbles in this place So I leave. Sitting by a bar as males are tormented by the demons of drunkenness and soberness I watch as they sway Left Right And down to the ground they plop As the demons twist & turn them My halo crumbles here So I leave. On the lit streets, Females offer their sacred temples to strangers to defile its walls With their filthy notions of pleasure Their lipstick intoxicates men with sexual orientations which cause mental deteriorations Their silk garments scream their secrets Their perfume as Solomon said is the devils scent My halo crumbles here So I leave In my own humble abode The demons beg me to search the cursed network for nudity & pleasure I run out Is anywhere safe? The church bell rings “Saved by the bell” I head in as my halo glows. © 2014 Josh Wesey |
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2 Reviews Added on April 23, 2014 Last Updated on April 23, 2014 Tags: religion, Holiness, Inspiration, Poem Author
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