Friday, February 13, 2009

Death of a Salesman

Does Satan cast his bestest pearls
before the holy swine?
No; the infuriating respect he has
for God's omniscient grip,
ability to save His saints and
thwart the theft of "paid for" souls
casts fear into him and his lackey legionaires.
And those curses which he seethes throughout
his purgatorial strolls,
resound as echoed choruses,
remind him of the panicked cries
of those on whom he preys and
tortures to their desperate end.
Hung in the esophagus of Holiness,
this gagging phlegm of evil ego
pretends to revel as his clock winds down;
throws his sweaty weight around,
bullies all the fledgling arsonistic interns,
and tortures all his human mice
while casting nervous glances back,
to check the hallowed ticking.

Copyright (c) 2007 Gary Brown

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