Christian Solace for the Male Homosexual
21st Century
Dedicated to the Five-Point Calvinist the Rev. Fred Phelps of the Westboro Baptist Church
And to St. Thomas, apostle
Fred
Out. Out. Damned. Fag
Cock. Suck. Butt. Plug.
You. Slut. God. Sent.
Christ our Lord to Crisp your Soul.
Hellward bound. You will Burn.
Cleanse your Soul. Boiled in Cum.
God is Love. Not a Hope.
Jesus came to Crisp your Soul.
When will you Learn that it's Always your Fault
When you Fall from good Grace and you Suck someone's Cock.
No matter your Birth no matter the Cause
Christ our Lord will Crisp your Soul.
And when you burn in'ternal flame
Remember our words. We know. We know.
Tom
When two become one and the inner the outer
The outer the inner the upper the lower
When male and female fuse into one so the
Male's not a man nor the female a woman
When eyes replace eye and hand is made hand
Foot into foot, image to image, the gate opens wide
Revealing the stone the builders tossed out
Behold the keystone firm in its niche
Good produce good from the stores of their lives
The bad make foul evil from deep in their hearts
Those who know all but lack in themselves.
Lack all. So God sent Lord Jesus to heal not to crisp
Moving God's business from crisping to love,
For Good.
DayPoems Poem No. 2437
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/2437.html">Christian Solace for the Male Homosexual by Julien Soleil</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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