A MANY COLORED BIRD
A many colored bird was enviously eyed
By all her companions that just lied
Patchwork denim wings
Carried so well on both her sides
How can the bird sing in such croaking noise
As a dying vulture decoys
She is many parts surgically sewn together
Like a GMO Franken turkey
As she flies the skies way high over head
She is red she’s gold she’s’silver tones
She is the color of hawks blood
Eagle, Canard Duck bones
She is not the real church
But the monster created in a laboratory
A peacock of perfumes to take the place
The other woman
But she smells so sweet
Remember son that cologne is eau de poison
I am tbe Colored Bird she says
And plays the organ hymns
I am the box god lives in
So bow to me and let me put sleep in your eyes
On every pew a slumber party and thighs
Color bird I am she says
As all jealous steeples sharpen their points
Of dogmatic divisions ab derision
She will burn for good
one by one The other birds will get plucked
she of course will be fucked
and so my son if you find
That you are with a colored bird
Or any Zionist vulture
Do not ever look behind
RUN
RUN
RUN!
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Truth Prospector 