poem: Sponge Bob's Defense by Pen Chant

tiny sliver silver moon what view you
newly reflecting human follies?
shepherds wanna put round pants
on square Sponge Bob
so sensitive bout remaining desensitized
cloaked assassinations delivered pow
from God’s Eye In The Sky man made
to Rummy’s specification
wants to see gay Sponge Bob’s butt
who’s afraid of the big bad boys
doing what little boys do
he who wants to talk about it the most that’s who
where’s the outrage of today’s rapes
today’s starvation
all rapped up in a sick man that’s where
shepherd would rather crucify than cure
after 30 months of fear
vengeance hammered 10,000 fold
tiny moon big reflection
so long now
our music is calling
hearts in feet still dance