brief note to joey ratzingerA Poem by delapruchna.us humans “groping in the darkness,” we pleasure ourselves, we pleasure each other & we do this not in the name of your “god.”
we abide not in the name of the impending horror that you try & spread, we take no place beside you or your catholic cult we find no place to be within the realm of christian hypocrisy & in this we do not find your fictional character anymore enlightening than a can of spam or perhaps a floating piece of fecal matter that will not flush away.
we will not take a seat next to all the priests found to be fondling & sodomizing children behind the guise of something “holy” & we do not take responsibility for those burnt in the past for having different beliefs than yourself or an absence of belief altogether.
we have watched your power slowly crumble & subside, and as it continues, we will not mourn for all the illusions that kept everything in check, just the way you liked it (wishing it would always be) & the cronies before you liked it (wishing it would always be).
for there is no compassion that comes from attempting to scare the masses into marching behind you by telling them that the world is getting worse & that we humans have gone further into the “darkness”--- knowing the unfortunate weight that your words hold for so many still brainwashed & terrified, you choose to work at further separating the species in order to tribalize & provide a disconnect in order to fulfill your own cult’s coffers & further divide us all.
but when you step up to the mic & do nothing but feebly attempt a continuation of the fear mongering upon which your whole life & the life of your lies are contingent, you make for us a transparent wall, one in which those who really want to feel better about themselves will not settle for, when they get right up close to it, finally able to see through to the other side. © 2012 delapruch
|
Stats
51 Views
Added on April 10, 2012 Last Updated on April 10, 2012 Authordelapruchnothingville, NYAboutBio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..Writing
|