I don’t give a damn AA to loss of integrity!: A poem 

I am all camouflaged in a virtue 

that you all allege as sin; I have the fortune  

of such wisdom: I know gold is not tin! 

You may see me sink, but I can trampoline 

in a tarmac of slush caused by a relentless 

deluge. I don’t give AAs to a leadership that 

deserves to be lynched; and that wickedly 

survives on the sodomy of my dignity 

and loyalties. Even in the pain of such  

fracture and rupture, I am wholesome.  

I am confident, should I pitfall to the  

treachery, there is a cluster of distant 

first-state stars that will send me a 

wormhole link. I can assure you that I am 

always back again. I am a testimony to the earth 

that becomes an infernal fire to scald you all 

of all sin! I refuse to seafare in your waters 

of baptism; neither do I feel the tonsure of  

your sacramental design. I am not obliged to  

league with the cusp of the evil ages between  

deep and doom. I didn’t invent Christianity 

nor Islam. If you should swear by either, 

Gabriel (Idriss) gets my boot!  Your illusions 

get the farside of my circumference. Yet, I 

don’t disown you all. I am not signing off, 

to leave you all in abattoirs of depravity. 

I am not a conclusion, but a singularity. 

And I am certainly God, but not God of dead wood!