God is where
God
God draws in straight lines .
I’m dodging curveballs all the time .
Anagrams and symbols .... kind of like smoking menthols .
Dudes in tank tops in prison yards .
Tattoo scripts on stretched out skin .
Prayer hands or horns from hell.
Baby mama their girl Michelle.
Eight eight or white fence .
Jesus lives in some wormy places .
Some draw it in quite strange places .
Trump or Pence is that gods ticket .
Where do killers stand on reproductive rights ?
Rats scurry in sudden light .
Come on baby ... all lives matter.
Don’t hide the truth about what you shatter .
Dead is dead and so’s your soul .
Take a life .... take a soul ...
However it’s framed ... you cede control.
Work that nixed Mary shimmers .
Ese’s eyes have a hateful glimmer .
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