Sell Out
That Goddess is a
Minister
Bitter thinker of broken hearts
and
hate
Her debt so
high she can't begin
to
pay it back
I watch in reverence
as the she loses
her clothes
like a
Hollywood
stripper
Scripture inked
across her back
says "The Lord will
supply my
needs"
While her mouth
curves in
seductive wet
kisses
Her greedy
Coal blackened eyes
travel to
the sweaty believer
in the front pew