Trippin’A Poem by ApollosHow I look down on Satan
Fahrenheit.
Are we fair in height? Far from sight. But do you see The Light? Dynamite. Barry scary. I’m terrified. Afraid to die. Mark of the beast. Filled with yeast. Curse of Cain. Nephilim brain. Conquering Kaan. Sword through diaphragm. Game of Thrones. Primal mind zone. 3rd eye wrong. Game of telephone on your next homophone. Homophobe on that rainbow song. Rained out, that game took too long. Ark away The Covenant. Apple got me feeling covetous. Steve give me a Job I’m feeling punishment. Rage quit. Life forfeit. Grace foreign. Blessed stress. Untangled fits. Matched wits. Blue pill, I got no grit. Red Dead I want my Redemption. Ignition, I’m stuck Scottie Pippen. Bull nosing I’m Robin the conversation. Persuasive inoculations. Young, Free, Biden vaccinations. Administration no impersonating. PizzaGate, no children, ate them. Ayton oop but Jrue swoop. Tell Snoop he my Dog. Prince Harry no longer a frog. Log in my eye give me a speck of your time. Let me unwind as I freeze these dimes. Leave Teddy behind with the pork rinds. Muggsy just go ahead and clip the heels of that Jordan pic. © 2021 ApollosAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorApollosLubbock, TXAboutIn Christ I’m a Nerd-Jock-Poet-Zealot. I desire for others to find their unique identity in Jesus. more..Writing
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