In Whom Am Well Pleased

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Image Credit: jake-stephenson

I had never been baptized
Since you soaked me up in your holy water
I was your well chosen
While your mother verified
It’s obvious she taught you well
Oh! well she did
Your four cornered temple
A place of your sacred worship
Offering sacrifices of satisfaction and pure guilt
Cocking necks just to adore your lordship
In one accord of the sliming lines rooted on the thick of your skin
I have love residing in me similar to those you scarcely imagine
And the rage similar to those which you’d never believe
If my sacrifice is not enough, then it renders my offering void
I will indulge the other when satisfying you becomes difficult
Broken pieces of flashes would find you when reminiscing comes
And you’d ravage your own skin as though you wished mad
Holy liquids fromward unholy passage, but made holy the day word pierces
For your processional, hot airs with slow slurred glands
For hell that I go if my offerings are porous at your speech
You’d only see Skies, much much higher that Ifemelu’s ceilings.

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