God Speaks On Sex

I gave you the ability to reenact that of myself
Only for you to defile my gift…Oh creatures of my rib and thought,
Why must you use the power of life to create so much loss…
for this gift
I allowed you to experience, much unlike beast,
you frolic with those unlike and like you for a confused sensed of pleasure,
and release...
my children, animals deem them selves more sophisticated,
by understanding the seasons and purpose to deliver progeny…
but you!!!???...
I beg of you to respect your Nile, know that the water
it produces, is a liquidy universe to protect those to be;

what is wrong with you my children?
I showed you the garden and you!!!
you raped it from it’s sacredness;
Cherries shriveled up, apricots hardened and apples became infested
With worms; then comes fiery maggots’ feeding off of the drippings
From desire filled physiognomical gratifications…
But you seem not to care…care only for the discharge of a holy paste
To which I deposit millions of future kings and queens…

Billions will feel the curse to which I am ready to free;
Many will shout in agony as my curse festers in your loins
As they devour your unseen children
Until there will be nothing else to carry your name
Then I would have to start the whole process all over again…

I made The fabric of what was once a beautiful love story
unravel it self
and reveal a demonic lesson…
never besmirch my gift to copulate
or you will feel my wrath~