Now I have a degree to bury cows alive
And clasp amulets under armpits to deprive
For access, I always succeed to arrive
My labourers’ fortune I drive
Seeking fortune tellers to strive
For the world applauds evil that thrive
God, forgive me
I thirst for your daughter
In the darkness of a car as a looter
Daughters like mine I grope in car by the gutter
Taking gastric trips and give gold glitter
Sinking thin glass and hoisting glass water
I do what Mrs. does with driver with maid better
God, judge my country and save me
Two drums stuck deaf ears, listening
Jailed pupils wobbling
Lips on each other reclining
While the neck is suffering
Like syrup a child a-sipping
Everywhere darker than my grey doctrine
God, eskus me
I’m sick of walking that minaret test
My prayers, I bow little and rest
Too outspoken, different to itunes of west
Let’s practice and die by forced interest
At our linking park, I was best
Whoever passes by, we crafted jest
God, bear with me
Two faces I bequeath one to you
Being a listening spy of clue
Though I heard, angels log data, however dew
Father’s Arabsat, and he’s not rue
Beards on screen, no cleats-wearing Jew
Excuse my attitude of barbecue
God, religion is a bit hard
No soul is burdened beyond capacity?
Then let the flimsy ones die without ability!
And the stronger live in perpetuity
Or the flimsy die for infinity
Especially the kowtower who awaits sympathy
He sees everything but empathy
God, it’s all laden on me
Brothers and sisters civilized but dim
Developing as a well digger, not prim
Alas! Always in beam
In life, in friends, in teem…
Can’t be a foot under in my dream
If it were to come, I’d Bolt like him
God, my friends know I hate to die
All these pains without numbness pain
In silence I thought without gain
Complaints versus religion in vain
I wasn’t told to revolt but maintain
New life routine task to refrain
So, I bore all in brain
God, that was stupid of me.
