Corey Baker

Rookie (1984 / 'Lowell, Mass.')

Middle Class Bible - Poem by Corey Baker

Eat the fat to clense your worth
See your god to buy your birth

Beleive the lies, hymen the nights
Another place to lay the maggots

Drink the Oil and wash down Tablets

after all, your only the middle class human remains
after all, your city will fall and withhold their withstrains
leaving you and your blood colored rains

drink of god and hear their word
the bible was sold to the highest bidder
and it's not jesus, telling you what you want to hear
it's the 'profits' and the 'prophets' words

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 12, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, February 16, 2007

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