Hate Forever
Cursed be

Retched god of false and proof not.
Blood spilt of no avail.

War at heart
Of his rib

Scream for help
To forms unseen.

A father in his role unsound
Noah in his bottle drowned

In the morning.
Peeling from,

The sum of all
The measured come.

Hope known well

Never dwell

This his holy name


No of weak
No of shame

Never lame


Bought with just
Just an ounce


The selling of A soul

My breast an empty hole

Papists cloths adorned with gold
Are payed with those

The Cheaply sold

All are welcome
****** and thieves
Bent of  will
With frilly sleeves

So be it, so
The fools prove crass

Those of wealth

And plebs , amasse