My heart <br />is without tolerance <br />and mercy <br />for Adam's sons. <br /> <br />The law is aching <br />for me to deflower it <br />and abort the evil offspring, <br />sluttish and temptress law! <br />I will tear her asunder and hunt down Adam's sons! <br /> <br />Those swine roam about me, <br />oinking as they sniff my crotch, <br />and begging with pig eyes <br />to mount me <br />and continue copulation <br />with others after I am disposed. <br /> <br />Their skins will be my nourishment, <br />the fat of them will escape my bowels, <br />for they are shit, <br />bathing in their afterlife, <br />the dwelling place of <br />torment in the lake of foul! <br /> <br />The testicles of his sons <br />will be consumed by stray dogs <br />and they will stay, <br />knowing there will be more <br />to satisfy their bellies. <br /> <br />And to Adam's sons, <br />sperm that became tainted <br />by the sin of your father, <br />our souls shall meet <br />after the final hours, <br />after God's holy judgment, <br />my sin will not consume me as much <br />as yours will consume you! <br /> <br />Users of women, <br />whore-mongers who cannot be pacified, <br />you will die choking on your issue! <br />I shall slice open Adam's apples <br />and consume the fountain. <br /> <br />The good sons are rare, <br />those chaste of crotch <br />and pure of heart. <br />But they too shall be tainted <br />by the wand <br />and perish too!<br /><br />Melissa Hurst<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/disgust-for-adam-s-sons/
