Bastards and Bitches, Compare and Answer My Prayer


Poesy by the Man-Maid
posted by HL Teabury

There must be uplifting ere we fall down:
some grace to prevent the clearly hell-bound
from fickle leaping tween no and yes
bitches bidding dogs lick under their dress.




Ethics distorted and twisted will claim
Divinity delusion, all colors the same.
Faith is a lie penned to disable youth
That must learn to limp to understand truth.

Aim for integrity, though it may chafe
Or let honor fall unmourned in its grave.

You might grasp ascension by eschewing smirks,
recalling your own many undeserved hurts.
In this life only the gourmet will learn
Everyone must eat their bucket of dirt.

Give what you have though the thought makes you sick
Or damn your brother, you son-of-a-bitch.