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Where is God
When we need him most
One last time
By the look of things

Out-numbered one-to-five
When people work nine-to-five
For salt โ€™n water on the table
One man against the world
Gives no damn about numbers
People are just meat

Fire power pulling his nuts
Below his desk
Is all he cares about
Reminiscent of a man
With brains between the legs
Fucking AIDS of the world
Indiscriminate
Unabashed
He comes
He dies
AIDS lives on
Grows in numbers non-stop
Until humanity is all gone
From this space in the universe

ยฉSimon Chilembo 2021

The one manโ€™s nuts throbbing
Between the legs
He fires his power
His missiles come and come

If numbers count
Itโ€™s not about
Nine-to-five work people
Meat
Perishing
But the one manโ€™s need for survivors
To come lick his nuts
For black gold droplets here
Gold dust there
Bling hither and thither
Over enlarged territorial acreages
That God long shunned

Two thousand years
Of between-the-legs-hot-nutted men
Have worn God out
Heโ€™s away on holiday
In a place beyond heaven and hell
Countless light years away
These mad men
Having long made planet earth
A place called hell anyway

God doesnโ€™t want
To be here
When between-the-legs-hot-nutted men
Bury themselves
In the illusion that
Theyโ€™ll screw the world
Fire missiles
Come and come
And nine-to-five humanity
Meat
Shall die alone
When
Just as between-the-legs-hot-nutted other men
Fire back
Come and come straight on
With five-to-one leverage
Retaliatory aggression

ยฉSimon Chilembo 2020

No stalemate
No second chances this time
When weโ€™re all gonna go
Dead
Done with hell
Done with heaven
Brains
Splattered
On crumbling walls
On tumbling mountains
Fantasy obliterated
Imagination dissipated
End of the world
Done and dusted

This here defies
All that is God
By any standard

One-point-two megatons
Nuclear bomb
Is universally equal
In the world of man
Men hot-nutted or not
Just saying

This here
Men power mongering on steroids
Playing death games
Canโ€™t be Godโ€™s idea of
Being oneโ€™s brotherโ€™s keeper
Nor love thy neighbour gestures

When weโ€™re all
Dead and gone
Disease doesnโ€™t matter anymore
Mine is bigger than yours is no longer a matter

When our bodies are all
Dead and gone
God wonโ€™t have temples any more
When weโ€™re all
Dead and gone
Godโ€™s greatest creationโ€™ll be
History to no one

Godโ€™s eyes
See in the dark
Where numbers can be anything for man
Foresight long showed God that
The carnage of
One man against the worldโ€™s war
Shall smash his eyes
Blind him for life

Pray and pray and pray
And pray again
And pray, pray, pray
Useless
God is deaf
Beyond manโ€™s reach
We are on our own
Now
๐„๐๐ƒ
ยฉSimon Chilembo 22/02-2022

SIMON CHILEMBO
OSLO
NORWAY
TEL.: +4792525032
February 23, 2022


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