Ils Ne Passeront Pas Poem by Ramona Thompson

Ils ne passeront pas
They shall not pass
One pure and perfect people
That is what we will be
That is the new dream
The new tomorrow
No fats, mutants, web geeks or other undesirables allowed
That is the rule
Unbreakable
Unbendable
Majority rule
The true flowers only will be allowed to shine
All others classified as weeds will be left to perish
Flung away
Far, far away
On the other side of a wall built of only the strongest, toughest steel
There shall be no exceptions
Not even if some of them are our family or friends
We must be strong
We must stand firm
To have paradise
Some sacrifices have to be made
It is just human nature
It is just the survival of the best and the best looking
God's most perfect and holy plan
Handed down to us
The beautiful people
To be bold, brave and daring enough
To carry out
In the creation of a new and improved Gardren of Eden
This time serpent and sin free

2009 Ramona Thompson