is it fun spitting out
people's faults like saliva.
you talk and talk and talk
but you have no issue
dragging people down to hell
below you where you sit
in your precocious
arrogant pedestal somewhere
in heaven.

do you believe what you have
is a God-given gift.
that He gave you the ability
to judge in his place
the ability to rule the commoners
with a gun disguised in
gold and glitter.

you have an ax for hands.
you tear people's heads off
because you think it's a God-given gift.
you hate spilling blood
and you hate reaping the tears
that grow from the terror you sow.

you are a world of hate
that you condemn others for.
you eat knives and throw them up.
you hate reproof because you
never want to get off that
heaven-dwelling pedestal.

are you scared of me
because i don't hate you.

you built that throne on heads.
you built that throne on
tears and torn up hearts.
you built that throne so that
you could stare at your wailing victims.

get off.