So you want to be saved You need to clean up your act Your lewd crude behavior My favorite snack I love the smell of vulnerability Welcome to the Church Of Misery The misbegotten downtrodden Empty your pockets Show me your worth I will take you down Through my gates But first Bring me your wife You're so far gone Then I'll take your life My home is quite ornate With gold guilt you've given away I'm full eating your sins Time for fresh meat So come on in
Evil hides in the most curious of places, disguised in all walks of life. I would like to thank Guy Farmer THEPOETCOMMUNITY for publishing this poem.