Priest App
Father’s on a mission—
fucking anything moving.
Finding soft targets, firing
his heat-seeking Hellfire
Missile into any orifice the
Devil may be hunkered down in
Father, weaponized, is waging
his ‘one man’ war on sin. Putting
himself in harm’s way. The bell
tower’s his black site. He puts
boots on the ground, shorts on
the ground, panties on the ground
practicing enhanced interrogation
And the Papacy plays Musical
Priests—after Father has fucked
up enough lives in a locale
And the jig’s up! The Papacy
switches on its APP centuries
old. The Papacy switches on its
tried, tested, true, foolproof APP:
Apologies Payouts Pedophilia (to
be continued…)
The Black struggle for dignity and self-determination will forever be criminalized as a problem by the white elite and their hirelings in the Black misleadership class.
The UN Peacekeeping Mission has been in Congo for 20 years without protecting the people or the peace.
I wake in a cold sweat, scrambling for the internet— What salvoes were let loose while we slept? How badly Bombed is the safety net? What rights are left?
On the Fiftieth Anniversary of the Killing of Fred Hampton by Chicago Police
Descendants of survivors of a 1910 massacre of Blacks in East Texas vow not to rest until the victims bodies have been found.
