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Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Oh, God, Christ,
Where are you tonight in this century of boiling hate
When I was a child the adults in my community often spoke to me of The Christ
Of Armageddon
And Apocalypse
The coming Messiah
The Millennial reign
Rapture and Salvation
Now I am old and they are many dead and dying
Their plans didn’t work and their dreams turned to ash
They believed doctrine from advertisements and followed leaders made of sand
And left me in a furious torrent of chaotic hate and death
God’s Jesus weeping, bloody Magdaline, Sunday morning sunrise, there is so much worthless death
Secret death
Lonely death
Scheduled death
Convenient death
Random death
Manufactured bought and sold statistical death
They rub poison on the food to keep it safe
And put neurotoxins in the drinking water
Schools supervise ignorance
Courts protect corruption
Freedom enslaves liberty
