Poem 162/365

you know you’re in hell

when you are convinced into buying

your Creator’s word

—what’s he doing with all the money

funding another planet

does he have too many children

with child-support due

I suppose everyone thinks they’re

his chosen few

fighting for milk and honey

cost a lot of money

isn’t it funny how prophets

become profits (chesed for kesef)

sounds like silver in the hand

more than thirty-silver pieces

going into someones pockets

and it seems like there is no way to stop it

guess we have to wait until the war of the world

when the puzzle breaks into pieces

books and bullets it all make cents

but I won’t stray too far from the thesis

and keep it in common sense…

if they can sell the word

soon they’ll find a way

to charge you for breathing…

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