A bit of Poetry...

    Rhyme  of the Circuit Overloard


I come to your congregation twice a year, 
I have your elder's asses winking.., yes in them i instill fear....
An Auditor......... An Auditor is what i really am!!!!! 
A fucking  "society" robot...brainless, plugged in.... disguised as a man.... 

I preach and teach and preach somemore.... 
The right  way to do the meeting, ministry and wear clothes i implore...
If your timing is off i will let you know....
If your smile is off, the correct one i can show.....
Misbehviour...? this is not tolerated on my watch... I will purge you from this "holy" place 
faster than you can tell you family goodbye...
Still...I greet the "brothers" with consummate joy.. fake smile plastered to my face...with false love i offer my embrace

Me and "Kamla" you will see us again soon...
me and kamla on another rainy noon.....
when you see the car pull in the hall know were here....
when your elders asses are winking they know my stare 
when the false grin rolls out know i'm here...
Im just a "society" robot...have no fear...



Dedicated to:

"Bro." Keith Wayne....