My heart
is without tolerance
and mercy
for Adam's sons.

The law is aching
for me to deflower it
and abort the evil offspring,
sluttish and temptress law!
I will tear her asunder and hunt down Adam's sons!

Those swine roam about me,
oinking as they sniff my crotch,
and begging with pig eyes
to mount me
and continue copulation
with others after I am disposed.

Their skins will be my nourishment,
the fat of them will escape my bowels,
for they are shit,
bathing in their afterlife,
the dwelling place of
torment in the lake of foul!

The testicles of his sons
will be consumed by stray dogs
and they will stay,
knowing there will be more
to satisfy their bellies.

And to Adam's sons,
sperm that became tainted
by the sin of your father,
our souls shall meet
after the final hours,
after God's holy judgment,
my sin will not consume me as much
as yours will consume you!

Users of women,
whore-mongers who cannot be pacified,
you will die choking on your issue!
I shall slice open Adam's apples
and consume the fountain.

The good sons are rare,
those chaste of crotch
and pure of heart.
But they too shall be tainted
by the wand
and perish too!

Melissa Hurst

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/disgust-for-adam-s-sons/