spit to God

how foolish of you
to spit to God
who lives in the sky
the spit returns
back to you
who lives on
earth below

and you smell
as foul as your
own dried spittle.

spit to God &
you spit on your face.

as you hate me
shall you hate yourself

you get hurt so badly
and i am so sorry.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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