To My Loyal HatersSticks and stones may break my bones but your insults just make me laugh at you,More Like This
You make fun of me, my friends, and other people who don’t give a crap about you.
Saying “What a bitch you are” well guess what?
YOU ARE AN EVEN BIGGER ONE!
I won’t call out names or point fingers,
Because I ain’t a royal snob just like you!
Don’t you have something better to do?
Besides sitting around and talking trash about people?
I want to be creative,
You don’t hurt me,
Because I can stomp you out!
Bully me once shame on you, bully me twice get a life!
I know why you are a bully,
Because you were bullied, abused, or you just really have a negative attitude!
You know who you are,
Don’t be shy….confess already!
So to all my haters,
Thank you for making me stronger
Because like I said,
You CAN’T hurt me….
So bye bye!
To a New OdinsmanI can tell who you areMore Like This
Burning desire, confusion
So much like my own
Seeking one who defies being found,
Walking the long road.
It will stay that way, you know
The desire, the yearning
Will never end.
But this should not keep you from walking.
Sometimes you'll be in the company of others,
But mostly you'll know
What loneliness means.
Along the way, somewhere
You will meet pain
And learn to make it your companion.
When the road closes in on you,
Leaving no leeway,
When it loses itself in the wild
And you grope through the thicket,
Close your eyes
Your love is your lodestone.
You will always feel Him
Just out of your reach.
Because He is nowhere
He is everywhere,
His absence his presence.
Don't ask me for directions
I, too, am a wanderer
Lost someplace else.
I cannot tell you
When or if the road will end
But I can also tell you
That you already
© Michaela Macha
God is Not a RepublicanMore Like This
Your profession is obsession,
While you preach all soul's repression,
Breeding nothing but depression,
With your lies for all your lessons.
Hateful bigots, parasitic,
Narcissistic false statistics,
Of agendas you are fisting,
"Holiness", you are insisting?
Interesting tune you're whistling
Be aware that God is listening,
Love existing, Love assisting,
To the broken souls you're listing--
As forsaken, hopeless christenings,
Be aware He's not so distant...
What will He think of your persistence--
Spouting off like hate-filled pistons?
From the heart of all existence,
Let these words be my resistance.
I denounce your vile assistance.
Ignorance claims all your minions,
All your misguided contingents,
All your slanderous opinions...
Hatred is the root of all sins...
Yourselves of this, please convince.
To my God, I pledge allegiance...
To my flag, I scream, false pretense...
Conspiratorial Prophecies II: The Industrial GodsIt echoes hollow through the agesMore Like This
Where silicone pulsates in blasphemous rhythm
Electrical impulses circumvent divine reality
In an attempt to undermine the Hammer of the Gods
It leaves ruins in the souls of mortal men
It stands on altars breathing on robotic phallus
Uttering nonsense as the crowd blindly nods
On all knees worshiping the fallacies
Laws of physics violated in blind contempt for God and science
The specters of new age chlorovores
They slither like maggots in slime of their own making
Writhing eternal within the belly of the beast
The Gods of the Inter-webs screech like intoxicated banshees
The dam breaks open and blood flows into the ocean
The aroma of worm-wood and arsenic, inhale/exhale
We cut palms and shake hands with the reptilian shape-shifters
Mantis-like angels from beyond the stars carry us on gossamer wings
The bulbous beings with their syringe fingers spout racist rhetoric against scales and chitin
The faithful know though, the faithful know the true face of v