They have all tried unsuccessfully <br />To alter my sense of who I Am <br /> <br />L. Ron Hubbard’s books hooked me <br />And inquiry sent ‘auditing’ attempts <br />To brain-wash a youth full of gumption and <br />Self-preservation. They did not succeed. <br /> <br />The good Christians of everywhere USA <br />Announced over and over that people <br />Like me do not deserve to live the life <br />God breathed into us at birth. They are wrong. <br /> <br />LSD and Magic Mushrooms did such <br />Outrageous things to my brain and perspective <br />That once was definitely enough, but I <br />Had to give them a second chance just in case. <br /> <br />Lookout Mr. Hubbard, Jerry Falwell and drugs <br />That will never take hold of me, cause <br />Here I go without you; here I come <br />On my own, by the Grace of God. <br /> <br />I was happy when ‘they’ said to me, <br />“Let us go into the house of the Lord” <br />And I went home, put ‘Purlie Victorious’ <br />On the record player and enjoyed a <br />Marlborough Light as I worked on a poem <br />And prepared for an evening with friends. <br /> <br />Hummm, “And God bless the child that’s <br />Got its own, that’s got its own.” <br /> <br />1967<br /><br />Jim Boone<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/christians-lsd-scientology-2/
