You are the church, I am the steeple...

You are the church, I am the steeple...

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton

I am an idea, I am forever;

a seed planted in the mind,

soil is fertile watch it grow.


I defile decree, challenge your authority,

by all means look down on me,

it wont be long before I look down on you.


I am blasphemy...


I am Allah, Maitreya Buddha, Jesus Christ,

yes I am Krishna, the Messiah, Saoshyant;

less we forget the “Dark Lord”.


7 blasphemous names must become a triptic 6,

Watch carefully...I come with tricks,


I can change the world...


I must stop these words before they form a sentence,

a sentence that is me, I will claim what was taken,

I pissed on your bible, now you can see...love me.


Hail mary full of grace...bend over you're only sucking c**k,

return your umbilical noose to your womb where it should be,

Remove yourself from that tree.


Daggers for all the sheep...kill with power!

The goats must now take the lead,

Speak little horn speak boldly, the little pompous b*****d that you are.

Speak for all to hear, who will listen?

They lack virtue, the meek has now become the strong,

the fittest never survives,

it is the suffering and dying that wins the prize.


Naked we stand before you, judge us now we have nothing to hide.


Like the Jews who killed that man,

pass your judgement upon this land,

destroy to purify, violence with a purpose,

Bless this genocide.


For it was built on unholy ground,

this holy temple must come down.


I am an idea, I am a question...

I am a God, I am a Devil, I am the steeple,

I am the church, I am the demon,

I am a man hate me now.

© 2011 Phillip J Clayton


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Added on March 6, 2011
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Phillip J Clayton
Phillip J Clayton

Jamaica



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In the professional space, I am almost a diety... I say that with the greatest of humility. In my personal life I am frail and a primitive man... Self-actualization is not all it's cracked up to be. .. more..

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