“Jesus Christ!”
Joe had exclaimed
with sheer surprise
wrote on his face.
His tone gave away
a hint of resentment
and total dismay
the instant she mentioned
to him she was pregnant.
It couldn’t be true!
They lived in abstention
where lust was rebuked
and stuck with it too.
So what had occurred?
The couple concluded
as one that the birth
was God and his work.
A gift from the skies
to honour and serve
his siblings alike.
Soon whispers were rife
of the child she adorned
and Kings would arrive
with a guide from the North.
The messiah was born
in a Barn-cum-Sty
to righteous applause
one starry night.
He started life
in humble surrounds
as far a cry
from the wonders we now
come to denounce
as you can imagine.
His avuncular grounding
was to his advantage
when pursuing his passion
and teaching disciples
numerous passages
that would lead to The Bible.
Believer's were vital
to establish his role
His key to survival
and Christianity's growth.
They travelled the globe
professing religion
recanting his scrolls
and spreading his wisdom.
Lead by his vision,
and aiming to please,
he dispensed them on missions
to purvey his beliefs.
Their Saviour would greet
vast crowds in swathes
regaling them each
about the great
powers he came into
but there was a secret
shrouding his reign
that Mary'd been keeping.
Her heir was a demon
with Jesus sent to Earth
not there to redeem them
but oversee the Devil's work.
An evil menace lurking
amongst the unsuspecting
deceitful in his purpose,
both cunning and deceptive.
The brother they'd accepted
was a sophism of Satan
governed by obsession
to stop them contemplating.
The 'Prophet' was a blatant fraud,
Man-made religion is hell,
Not so much a gift from God
as a deal with the Devil himself...

Originally Posted by Baron Mynd (Post 217138) http://netcees.co/showpost.php?p=182649&postcount=5 I tried it out in the AOWL back in October, bit of a different layout to the text but the same scheme/style with the: A...B A...B B...C B...C I don't think everyone caught how technical it was what I was doing, there's a lot of poly-syllabic rhymers in there, so I tried this broken-down-bar style to maybe emphasise what I was doing? but that's how the game goes sometimes, you need a league where the experienced writers outweighs the newer guys for them to fully appreciate what you're doing with it just tryna step my own game up, I can carry a scheme for days but my old text verses simply couldn't be spat to a beat now I've been recording, I've shortened my bars up a whole lot so that they can while still maintaining that technical difficulty