I'm am your mortal voice for all that is wise
and true. God whispered something to me that I
need to say to you. So gather round me now
and bring all your good friends too. Listen
to my words so you'll know what you should do.
I'll give you seventy virgins and you'll have
eternal life. Drink your cup of kool-aide and
keep walking toward the light. You can live in
joy forever with your kids and dogs and wife.
You can have it all my children if you do what
I say is right.
You may feel fine now but soon enough we'll all
be dead. You better fear the lake of fire and
brimstone and dread. The holy mission cost
money we've got bills and overhead. Render
filthy lucre unto me like the good book said.
Strap the bomb to your chest take the gun in
your hand. Grab this RPG boy it will make you
a man. Find a bus, cafe or clinic and take out
all you can. I'm sure that Jesus Christ and
Allah have both bought into the plan.
I'll lay my hand upon your head and cure your
every ill. I'll tell you how to spend all your
god-given free will. Let's step into the abbey
because I have a need to fill. You can sue when
you grow up and the church will pay the bill.
Gouda Moon
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/drink-the-kool-aid/
