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Jan 2017
He has skeletons in his closet
Some hidden secrets which if
Revealed, can make Jesus
Jump out the casket

A monotheistic ******
A gangsta in **** uniform
And a fake charismatic pastor
A biblical infestation
Of a violent history
And an outspoken liar

With a conformist pride
In a world ravaged by sin
And self deception
A bold proclaimer of
Fabled prophetic truths
And a foreign convict
Of outstanding form
For too long he tried
Fighting the storm

Taken forcefully
By the desire of prostitution
In gay brothels,
and drug peddling
An artist in his own right,
A spiritual hangover of
Kinfolk sorcery
A keener kind of being
A lover of pets,  and a
child molesting adulterer
A visionary with a blurred sight
An incantation of the most
ruthless kind
A perverted expert of darts
For the animals he fornicates.

He has skeletons in his closet
Some hidden secrets which if
Revealed can make Jesus
Jump out the casket.
This is a poem dedicated to those who think other people,  like them,  don't have secrets
Written by
Raymond Letsitsa
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