In light of the full page artical  by Sam Harris in Lychburg  Va I wrote this poem directly to Jerry Falwell.

Once in downtown Lynchburg I was with my x wife and saw him and his body garud walking to his SUV. I was thrilled to see Sam Harris printed in that local paper.

Ode To Falwell, By Brian37,

I watched as you told
The masses to obey
To an absolute
To my dismay

You toot your horn
And line your pockets
Fleece the blue hairs
From there wallets

I could take it
On the chin
But you have monopolized
That my friend

You have several
That bode so well
Threatening questioning
All to hell

Sam got a spot
In your domain
I bet your furious
To no end
 
To see your face
At this moument
Is to see freedom
That wont relent

Take your pious
And absoulute
And shove it
Where shine dont show

You dont own
Chandlers Mountain
Nor of my brain
That properly fuctions

Pontificate all you want
Of this I do decreee
Listen to a theocrat
You listen to a spoiled brat.

Thomas Jefferson
Questioned with boldness
You cowar to myth
And worship it's oldness

I saw you once
In downtown
I held my words
My spouse held me back

Here is what I would have said
Peramiters aside
You are an asshole
That no one can deny!