QUEERPOCALYPTO
(c) 2007 by Ezekiel J. Krahlin (queer prophet extraordinaire)
"We have no enemies, only teachers and preachers.
Remember, Zeke?" Thus Buddha speaks.
SCREW YOU, Friggin Lotus Head!
Enough's enough of your malnourished bread!
"What happened to this 'love thine enemy' thang,
Brother Zeke?" So says Jesus the weak.
UP YOUR CRUCIFIX, Masochist On A Stick!
I am called to ACTION, not simpering prick!
You'd have me partner in crime
Doing time,
By keeping SILENT, appearing
sublime.
You might fool the world
But you can't fool me.
On Buddha's Tantra
And Jesus's Cross
I pee!
Get behind me Satan,
It is Krishna who calls:
"Zeke: gird your loins for an
EARTHY war!
You must have courage
Like never before!"
Just as He did so MIGHTILY for
Valiant Arjuna
(Hero Soldier, Rama Spooner)
In a fabled time of distant yore.
The Gita's The Key, The Light, And The Score!
WORLD WAR THREE is knocking, knocking
Scratching,
Mocking
Pawing
Rapping
Gnawing
Whacking
Boring
Solicitor-Whoring
At my chamber door.
The Horse of the Apocalypse
Numbered Four
Is the omen to bring us
That Dreaded Last War.
On the heads of the evil
Acid rains shall pour.
By the beasts of the wild
They'll be rended and torn,
And a pox on their children
By germ-laden corn
(And perverted adults
Via AIDS-tainted ****,
Homophobic retards of their lives
Shall be shorn)
Till not a ONE remains!
Quoth The Maven:
"Evermore!"
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