Blessed are the Rich

Blessed are the rich.

Opium of the masses
God is the home shopping network
Pray for what you want to buy
Collect as much before you die.
Pray to win the lotto
Pray to the Lord Jesus-Buddha-Allah- like a dying motto.
Mix your consumption with your divine assumption

If God had a face I’d put him on the dollar.
If Jesus wasn’t on the Cross he wouldn’t be that much taller.
If God had a face I’d put her on a logo!
That’s right I said “her,” close your eyes and say no!

You’re so beautiful in your lambs fleece
Your sure to see the harvest feast.
God, you’re so blessed!
It brings a tear to my eye when I see that you have everything
Although you don’t feel a thing.

Does the spirit move?
In the souls of you who have something to prove?
Love your neighbor.
Love your Christian neighbor.
Blow the hell out of Muslims.
Love your Muslim neighbor
Behead those Christ followers.
Hey, lego my ego.

Where do we go?
Church, temple, mosque, the spiritual bank.
Buy my grace
By my face
Man, God tastes good when he gets you drunk.

Burn the Prophets, eat the sages, rip out the pages!
Dance on the bodies in ecstatic grace.
You do good to keep your power
Point and say “DIE HIPPY NEW AGE SCUM.”
What are they trying to tell you?
As you drop the ax.
“What did he just say?”
The gunshots make it hard to play.
“What does she mean?”
Hard to tell when she is so unclean.
God is love. I will love you all to death.
Shotgun’s cocked, black masks, and little bombs tick-tock.
God works better with nuclear war.

What happens when some silly man comes along and says
“Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.”
Blow his head off.
“Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God”
Send that fool to the chair. Watch him fry.

God’s laments.
“How can you be God’s people if you hate God’s creations?”
Humanity.