Tell Tales

So, I just had a vision

From God no less

I was shown that my mission

Is to die with the rest

In peace I ask

Why me I wonder

When all that I thought

Tore asunder

Impure thoughts

Which relish existence

Challenge all resistance

Out of belief

Yet

Though good grief

Steered by genes

And thought memes

How could I help myself

To all my dreams

Without feeling guilty

The answer wasn't easy

I'm not off the hook

So I steal away

What everyone took

For, granted

In my mind lie

And in God's eye

While the vision is clear

It is still somewhat slanted

I must give up the ghost

Where the future is planted

It is in this context

I must host

The apocalypse

Where we are all toast

With peanut butter

And jelly

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