Poetry from Jake Cosmos Aller

Waiting For The Rapture

While I was sitting on the crowded subway train

Reading the corporate spoon-fed false propaganda news

While commuting from my suburban townhouse

Watching the lies masquerading as so-called truth news.

I became consumed 

With dread, fear, and grief,

The ever-growing fear that the terrorists 

Have won the war against terrorism.

We’ve given our freedom away 

Dissent is un-American, anti-Christian,

 and unpatriotic.

“Shut your face, you whiny leftist girlie man 

Communist, fascist, Marxist hoodlum punk

Radical left-wing vermin, garbage person,

Un-American terrorist supporting, Tersymps, 

Trans gendered, LGBTQ supporting, 

 wimpy assed piece of crap”

You are poisoning the pure blood 

of our great land

Show us your papers, prepare to be deported,”

Growls the voice of the One True American party

The party that controls our life, rules our very existence

And I want to escape these dark nightmarish times

All around me, but there is nowhere to run

Nowhere to hide anymore, no one cares 

What I think anyway.

The terrorists lurk behind every door

Who are the terrorists?

They are not me

I am a god-fearing white Christian man

The terrorist does not go to my church

He does not even believe in my God..

He is a heretic, a Muslim fanatic

A non-believer in Jesus, not like me

They must be killed, exterminated 

All according to God’s plan

This has been revealed 

to our Prophet in chief

King Donald Trump 

, the invincible

Must learn how to believe again

I must reprogram myself

God is watching us, or is it big Brother

As the world descends into chaos

And the Orange alerts 

grows brightly day by day

I lay down to pray for the bombs to fall

For the rapture to take me away

Waiting for the end of existence

Cleanse the world of its sins

Bring on the rapture, sweat nuclear flames 

With these dismal thoughts

I pick up my newspaper

 and look for something

I will never find there.

Truth is nothing but lies

Lies promoted by the spinmeisters

The true masters of the Universe.

Integrity is nothing but a lie

Nothing but a game.

Slime oozes out 

of every corner of the media

And so I remain consumed

 by dread, fear, and hatred.

Waiting in vain for the rapture

The dropping of the big one

Waiting for the

 end of this period of chaos.

It is all going according to plan

The end of the era 

according to the ancient Mayan

Revelations and the Koran.

Bring on the rapture

Let me meet my god

If he exists.

If not the hell ahead

Is surely better than this hell

We live in.

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