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This is yet another attempt at slam poetry. I don't think I've been successful yet, but here goes. It takes a lot from a different poem I wrote, so if you see something familiar, well, now it won't be surprising.

Holy Go-! Oh, excuse me. Holy - (censored)!
We're losing a cross-over
What is real and unreal-
The spiritual and the physical.
Strangely, this now-rare overlap
Is an accidental gap
An overt lapse in
Governmental control.
Or is it a covert asp in the form of
some sap
Who couldn't take this crap,
who wanted to pray to whatever
(censored) thing he wanted?
I want it my way like a frickin'
Burger King NAZI
I wanna tell the paparazzi
What I'm up to once a week and tell them to
Get their (censored)-damned cameras doing something useful
Instead of only raising Hell the times belief
And other (censored) things aren't on the line.
Weasels lying through their teeth
Talk about war and politics
While art, beauty, and (censored) are somewhere on page
NOT A-1
They've been censored.
Something surreal isn't here
It isn't heard
It isn't the Word on the streets
And that bothers me because I believe in
One (censored) man dying on the (censored) cross
Yes, "I believe in miracles"
Isn't just a song
It's a way of life
I want a crossover.
I'm gonna stop these weasels
Build an army for a (censored) war
Writer versus weasel, easel versus wheel and cogs
It's wrong when the Nativity is an enemy
When the 10 Commandments are an attack
When a cross on your neck gets you fired and
No one cares.
I want things my way, my
(censored) way!
I want to spread the word without hiding
Without having to identify with the covert asp who
Has made so much progress since the
Tree of Life in Eden.
So.
Holy God!
Don't lose the cross-over
The real and unreal,
The physical and spiritual.
This still-rare overlap is still
A accidental gap
An overt lapse in
Government control.
Or is it a covert asp in the form of
some sap
Who couldn't take this crap,
who's going to pray to any
Holy God he wants?