Tim Caffery

Veteran Poet - 1,004 Points (02/09/1978 / San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, CA)

Jesus Is Amerikkka - Poem by Tim Caffery

'Let US make them in our image & character'
The Almighty's chosen people of the great nation named Amerikkka
From that piercing spear flowed water & blood into the open air
This sacred Seal, our flag reveals, as we clasp our hearts & stare
He came to conquer & take all back, snatch away the very key
Manifest Destiny died & rose, thus Amerikkklans wield their atomic weaponry
His crown dug deep, down to the skull it was driven
To bare democracy, was the curse Amerikkklans were given
He healed the sick & fed the poor
So, Amerikkklans discovered power in war
He taught his hosts were noble but defiled & had pity on their plights
Thus The Constitution's heart was to strip slaves bare before all whites
He was washed by hands that had touched many other men & anointed with the spoils
So, The Amerikkklan child is cooked in cancer, stewed in the very same oils
He promised to return in hellfire & glory, & kill by His very name
Devotedly Amerikkklans work, consumed by their yearning pain
And when their done & all wars are ONE, they'll look up into the sky
Press the button & declare their victory, but never see Jesus cry


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, December 16, 2013

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