This Poem was Submitted By: Mark Steven Scheffer On Date: 2013-09-13 14:58:13 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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The Local Pharisees

there is nothing they can do for you, to you, and deep down they know it.  they know it, they know it, they know it: fairness is measured by Being; they are tools in something bigger; they are fly dung unless, quite arbitrarily, they are made something glorious. it is all beyond their control.  they know this and will not, will not,            just will not have it.  they will leave the room if you accept it.  you will be squeezed if you admit it.  the weight of their overfed asses will be brought to bear. it will be hard to find parking.  each gesture, each word, the way they position their bodies: we don’t like you, you’re alien, why don’t you leave, or die.  then they will talk about how much they love you,           and with you sitting there listening.  others have been burned, beheaded, quartered, martyred.  it bothers them now this is the most they can do. they wish they were Federal Pharisees.   they will read this poem and think I’m writing of them.  the motherfuckers.  yea, motherfuckers, this poem is for you.  this is graffiti on your whited sepulchers,            motherfuckers, from the God of Luv. you see, after all, He really does want to kill you. 

Copyright © September 2013 Mark Steven Scheffer

This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark Andrew Hislop On Date: 2013-11-06 06:45:06
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
MSS I'm the worst of friends, the worst of readers. This is the first of yours I've read since...well, since last time :-) But I'm reading it thinking "I don't know who this is specifically about, but if MSS is cussin' their overfed asses, I am too." I just killed a mosquito. Bully for me :-) MAH

This Poem was Critiqued By: Joe Gustin On Date: 2013-09-27 14:13:25
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Ok. Again a very unusual poem. I don't believe I have ever read any of your work that carries such angry power. these were after all they who sat in judgement of Christ. Without them, without Judas there could not have been the full-filling of the prophecy he was here to bring about.
This Poem was Critiqued By: James C. Horak On Date: 2013-09-26 13:52:38
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Damn, I love this poem. May I share it with my friends on FaceBook? you due credit of course. Obviously we stand together in more ways than one. JCH
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