Praise The Lord - Poem by Edwina Reizer
Praise the lord and pass the ammunition.
What a stupid phrase.
One has absolutely nothing to do with the other.
It's like saying love the sister, kill the brother.
Demented thinking creates words like these,
words that make no sense.
The Lord has nothing to do with ammunition
and still in His defense
the morons who used this motto
would never comprehend
that killing any of God's creations
is killing yourself in the end.
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