Disaster Lovers

Armed.
And,
To the teeth.
Grinning.
Video groomed disaster lovers.
Seeking anywhere to start and create conflict.
And if it is homemade to enjoy it best?

No other place would they rather be.
With approval and attention received to get,
As frequently as the Sun sets.
To remind them all,
They are equipped to announce victory.
At anytime, anywhere and the why of it?
Unnecessary.

After all,
Diminishing the quality of life...
In their own entitled democracy.
Is the frosting on a cake baked.
And...
Encouraged to destroy as much of it,
When the time and the action permits...
Not only that,
But them to leave their protesting against...
Ethnic diversity and others who represent,
The same immigrant ancestry,
As those armed to the teeth and grinning.
To have no clue of their own history!
 
'Is this just a reflection of ignorance.
Stupidity or both?'

Yet...
Prepared they are,
To defend an image...
Kept to delude and fiction.
While wishing to want to end,
The truth and reality of their own lives...
Done to censor the obviousness of fearing,
It revealed...
Now...ssshhh...closer your ear, please.
That their ancestors were not,
Bible thumping Christians.

'No?'

Yes.
Neither were they saints nor nuns.
Sent to Earth bestowing miracles.
As if to prove no habits to have in need to be,
Among the thieves, crooks...
And lieing deceivers.
Skilled to fraud, betray and commit treason!

'Hold up. One moment.
These Nuns, having no habits. Right?
And Saints,
Mingling freely and jive talking...
With lowlife living deceivers.
Who just happen to be skilled to fraud,
Betray and commit treason?
You have said,
These nuns without habits...
And saints were actually who they were.
But disguised themselves as 'Thugs'!'

That's right.
You are correct.

'For the purpose and reason to do what?
Recruit them?'

Yeah.
Something like that!

'And...
God has approved,
This 'Divine' deception.'

I don't know.
But that is my guess.

'And...
I'm guessing to think,
You all are a team here seeking...
Ways to learn how to create your own church.
As a easy hustle to rip people off.
While using the thugs to convince them,
It would be better to merge...
Their nonsense with yours!'

God is not of nonsense.

'Nothing did I mention about God.
However...
Your scheme reeks,
Of hoodwink and professional duping.'

Please.
I'm not one easily flattered.
But this one?
Has dropped goosebumps,
In places my body has never known before!

'I bet.
There's nothing like a disaster lover.
Finding new tricks.
To use and play on themselves.'

Disaster?
What disaster.

'Any one that comes to use an excuse for!
Take your pick the choice is yours.'