With Certainty Poem by raymond letsitsa

With umbilical chords
sticking out
of the womb
there's no doubt
that they're pulling out
what use is there
for another baby
for when they grow up
like flowers sprouting
forth from the dust,
they'll slay me
let therefore not this violent
economic climax delay me
pervert pastors preaching
that promiscuous ideology
sanity saves me, separately
sets me on high standards
with Jah philosophy
many have killed themselves,
engulfed by the flames
of the Satan they call JESUS
Your government
is an epidemic
for how out the nose
they blow diseases
same dog that bites
you in the morning
will bite in you
in the evening
gay rights are established
than marijuana herbs,
For gays are the ones
governing this country,
burnt to ashes are we
in this pool of lava
robbed of our privileges
by a demonic prince
in black hats
and balaclava
priests have lost holiness
Indulging in sex
Horizons of youth
have darkened
and mad popes were left
perplexed