Cult Cure Poem by Harlan Simantel

Cult Cure



God, destroy those cults
not the people
but satan's 'wolves'

who give wolves
a bad name

cut them in two!
as jesus said
fury from his joshua
body and head

fire awaits
not heaven's gates
for those who deceive

they use jesus name
flatter his fame
lies conceive
money to make
like a poisonous snake

they want our worship
and admiration
all across this american nation

divert love and doing
for jesus
bid us hear them instead
do their pleasing

i just ask You serious
enough is enough!
send them the right stuff

maybe where the Son don't shine
i'm mad - You decide
on their asses ride

free their prisoners
who on Your Wings will glide

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Hillsboro, Oregon USA
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