They say Heaven shelters no evil.
I’m here to test it,
Wielding camel and needle.
To burn down the house built on murder and rape.
On the woman from Salem, rotting on the stake.
Cultures of trails of tears living in trailers.
Beaten by they bearing symbols of the savior.
Hatred, bigotry, persecution, poison,
Under guise to worship the chosen.
In the land of legalized slavery,
the home of the theoretically free.
Martin had his head emptied for daring to dream.
King killer.
Where you can love any,
unless you two have one rib too many.
God told me to accept,
Pope said even when,
Bishop said sometimes,
Preacher said unless.
Trickle down economic.
Perhaps that’s why we’re
morally indebted.
They say it’s easier for a camel to
Squeeze through a needle’s eye.
Then a rich man to soar through the sky.
Jeff is going to be buried on the moon.
A missile severed a school bus.
Kid killer.
The children were Muslim.
Their riches must’ve been elsewhere.
Because they went to heaven barefoot.
Locked out the palace gates.
Amen.