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A Brand New New Orleans

A Brand New New Orleans

(for the Rev. Larry Beane)

In New Orleans, the Rebel cause is done.
They rush to worship Zulu idols now.
You Western Civ types shouldn’t have a cow.
Idolatry is popular and fun!
In former European times, the Sun
Was worshipped – as historians allow.
So why can’t our society kowtow
To savage whores? Your reasons given? None!
Let spiritual license now extend
Into the region of the Southern Cross!
Monotheistic claptrap had to end.
We douse our cities now in heathen sauce.
Crudity is the message we intend.
The Christian heroes of the South? No loss.

–Tom Riley

Acolyte

The Acolyte

 
Incredibly, Shea has his acolytes.
Amongst these is the twerp Scott Eric Alt.
With all his soul, he labors to exalt
Obese Mark Shea to superhuman heights.
This altitude, according to Alt’s lights,
Is right and proper. Shea is free from fault.
If you presume to question, Alt shouts: “Halt!
Moist dreams of Shea’s perfection fill my nights!”
With all his soul, I said – and that is true.
But Alt’s applying all his strength as well.
Given Shea’s idol status, Alt can do
No less: he’s under Shea’s Svengali spell.
To budge Shea’s weight, though, Alt would need a crew
Of heroes – so his master sinks to Hell.

 
–Tom Riley

Shea Strikes Out Again

Shea Strikes Out Again

 
“That isn’t Pachamama – as you claim.
It is Our Lady of the Amazon!”
So says a practiced liar, Shea by name—
Who with the idol wants to get it on.
Minerva, maiden goddess, sneered at Shea
When he presumed to offer her his smile.
And Venus simply wished his ass away.
He missed her standards, clearly, by a mile.
But Pachamama? She’s a homely thing—
And maybe, therefore, ripe for Fat Boy’s wooing.
He’s king-sized – and can thus claim he’s a king.
Plus, he’s a screwball. “Makes me tops at screwing!”
But Pachamama, Shea, wants you to know
That, though she’s savage, she won’t sink so low.

 
–Tom Riley

Those Who Will Not Bow

Those Who Will Not Bow

 
“We’re resolved. We will not bow today
To your idol. And further we say
We will never give in.
We abhor such a sin!”
“You’re a bunch of damn Nazis!” says Shea.

 
–Tom Riley

 
(Planned Parenthood ally and notorious glutton Mark Shea endorses papal idolatry.)

Confessions of a Contrary Idolater

Confessions of a Contrary Idolater

 
Minerva I could fall upon both knees
To serve. And Venus? Oh, without a doubt!
Juno’s soft eyes could make me sing and shout.
Diana I would truly aim to please.
Yes: I can see the forest – and the trees.
The team of goddesses I rave about.
Commands of individuals I’d flout
Never, though moved by higher verities.
Thus toward idolatry, I must confess,
I’m much inclined. For goddess types I ache.
If they seek willing slaves, then I cry yes—
Although of course I know that’s a mistake
Certain to cost me rather more than less.
But Pachamama? Sheesh! Give me a break!

 
–Tom Riley

 

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Roma Locuta Est

Roma Locuta Est

 
Andean deities must be respected.
Don’t question this! The Pope hath made it clear!
No irony in him hath been detected:
Andean deities must be respected!
Your exclusivity will be corrected,
You Christian jerks! Oh, yield to holy fear:
Andean deities must be respected!
Don’t question this. The Pope hath made it clear.

 
–Tom Riley

Slight Revision to Official Catholic Piety

A Slight Revision to Official Catholic Piety

 
Deinde dicit discipulo ecce mater tua et ex illa hora accepit eam discipulus in sua.

 
Pachamama, she yo mama.
Virgin Mary ain’t no mo.
Seize yo chance to hump a llama.
Pachamama, she yo mama!
Mister Pope, he love his drama,
Love his dog-and-pony show.
Pachamama, she yo mama.
Virgin Mary ain’t no mo.

 
–Tom Riley

Restoration Era

Restoration Era

 
Pachamama will now be restored,
Says the Pope. Inner jaguars have roared.
For his reasons don’t search.
When he whores out the Church,
He intends for the Church to stay whored.

 
–Tom Riley

 

Preferred Idol

Preferred Idol

 
In the Tiber went burgeoning hope.
Oh, a crime of unbearable scope!
Christian thieves, you name’s mud!
You threw into the flood
Pachamama, adored by the Pope!

 
–Tom Riley

 

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Into the Tiber

Into the Tiber

 

 
Into the Tiber, Christians, with this crap!
The Tiber may indeed just belch it out.
Bergoglio’s cuddling idols in his lap?
Into the Tiber, Christians, with this crap!
The Lord is not delighting in a nap.
His rest will end. Of that please have no doubt.
Into the Tiber, Christians, with this crap!
The Tiber may indeed just belch it out.

 

 
–Tom Riley

 

 

 

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