Your choice

So, I beat them all,

Putting them in their places,

They, who thought otherwise,

 May trade my ass for their faces.

 

But it’s getting hot here too,

Heavens raining hell from above.

What does the God do?

Maybe, get some love.

 

Since youth, he has trained girls,

To grow into women,

Sometimes they stray away,

Trying to be like men.

 

The Daddy fucks your brains out,

Only if you come to him as feminine,

Want to be a man? Go to Thailand,

Where your birth would make sense divine.

 

I am happy these chances,  

Came down right here to this day.

Daddy will love you baby,

Till you don’t throw this chance away.

Out of your league

Gallons of alcohol, 

Must flush the intestines,

For letting commitments,

Continue to fuck minds. 

This coordinate in space time,    

Is where God rests tonight. 

He tells you, to let go of the world,

And fall onto his feet divine. 

They who feel it inside, 

Are the ones who know. 

Dictate him, no one ever could,  

No matter the place, he runs the show. 

And how dare you compare yourself with him?  

If he turns, publicly, your credentials to dust. 

Crushing your being under his thumb, 

Leaving your entire existence to rust. 

This is a lesson for life, 

For scums like you and alike, 

This is what he does all day and night, 

Bowing down to him, serves your life right.