Existence Womb (65)

   
   "Existence Womb (65)"
    
A prophet hath no honor in his own country,
And we selfishly slay our heroes; next, must become a non-brutal Mountie;
Alas, Buck took charge of divine humility,
Knowing:  It is rigged by devils for the richly dumb to not the light see,
Though if cleansed inside by a singular eye,
Like a candle burning that turns to ash a lie,
And while the mentally ill, or cursed, are viewed as mere trash,
The rich man fornicates with the whore in piles of filthy cash;
Therefore, it seems America is hellbent on pride,
Yet the love of money cannot peacefully hide
From the light of a loving, merciful God,
Him birthing a Son, giving the impoverished a magnanimous nod,
Knowing how to gel with the Holy Spirit,
David psalming to always be near It,
Beheading Goliath due to the giant's vociferous blasphemy,
And the weakness of science now makes the mistakes that the Church did once pee--
Times do announce the false greatness of the capitalistic stalker,
Yet the mammon does rust when compared to the delinquent truth of Faulkner.