SHALT...a poem by cynth'ya lewis reed

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by poet-vangelist Cynth'ya Lewis Reed

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Shalt…by cynth’ya lewis reed

#America shalt love the rulings of the FDA with all thy lack of natural curiosity and inquiry, consuming without question the goods they preserve for the  stakeholders own wealth;

Thou shalt plan thy days and nights as if one is no different from the other, and work ‘til bleach’d blue in the collar as your position demands  being injected with toxic healthy poisons not safe for lab rats or the homeless;

Thou shalt with wreckless abandon disavow any reality of thy bone marrow’s wholistic disintergration. . .

To thine own health... be true.

Thou shalt prioritize Thy employer’s work as more precious than thine own relaxation, for the work of your hiring master is precious to him that thy own self-worth-ethic;

Thou shalt not complain for benefits as thy job worth ever shrinks due to globally infiltrated inflation;

Thou must resist the temptation from such frustrations for instant blow-offs of sexual gratification, thus finding many drifting fantasies engaged in the act of coveting the ass-pirations of thy neighbor’s partner therefore...

To thine own ass-pirations... be true.

Thou shalt share crop child rearing to strangers whom have been compiled on Craig’s List and sell the souls of your infantile legacy to the lowest bidder who hath escapeth the sex offender registry by stealing identification of those whom doth not cherish internet privacy;

Thou shalt watch more reality tv; thou shalt increase the number of fast foods leading to a swifter non-existence, and thou shalt always remember that thy woes in life are always the fault of the persons whose sound advice thou hast refuseth to embrace in thy bosom;

(Therefore thou shalt sing with thy remaining acid-tainted breath the sweet refrain of the song “I won’t complain”)

Thou shalt cease requesting prayer because thou chooseth not to listeneth to thine own heart, suffocating from layers of plaque due to the blatant abuse of a Godly creation once viewed as beautiful;

And as the universe closes, let the greedy be clear to the unhealthy with honorable TRUTHS in the end--Ashes2Ashes--sprinkled in the midst of the radioactive dust as this earth burns to a cinder…

To our earth’s final death wish… be true.

© 2013 cynth’ya lewls reed
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