For whoever will save his life will lose it--Christ's Words

   
   "For whoever will save his life will lose it--Christ's Words"
    
The miserable miser, the pretentiously proud, the envious, and the lazy for the ill and poor,
For these souls--will God open up Heaven's Door?
Even the Five Pillars offers an alms-giving to the poor,
Yet every pseudo-intellectual sorority girl only wants to carnally and financially score,
Craving and hungering for their personal climax more than the unity of love,
Denying the release of Noah's platinum dove.
So have your monstrous and amazing sex save for the asexual,
Them never knowing physical adoration or being lovingly touched, yet with Christ they revel.
Hold on, hold on, to your creature comforts and lack of income equality wealth
While matriarchs are willed to death by your lazy lack of mental health;
Furthermore, put it all on a disabled soul,
You blazed in bliss--spiritually at Black Mass, gaining for that toll.
And being no peaceful psychotic (a word) or mystic, never by the Holy Spirit touched,
Mock the impoverished widow; she didn't tithe much,
But Christ told His disciples:  "She has given more than such."
It is all relative, it is all relative!!!  Yet many devils dwell in their core;
Hell is thriving upon the Earth, and of Christ's sacrifice and peace we Americans ignore.  
But so many with the burning bush in their household closet,
Like sorority girl porn, you spilling it out of urethra's faucet--
A cream-filled Twinkie,
Oh baby, oh baby--do devils love to be kinky,
And of this bard's baby food diet--
My sickness is chronic pain and creamily stinky--I don't deny it.