The God-man with the Bible was in the back room of the chapel at Fort Whipple
The God-man was deeply engrossed in satisfying his goat-lust with a Yavapai girl
She never said a damn thing but just leaned over an altar while he defiled her
He held a pistol to her head as he grunted away
And when he was finished he shoved her towards the outside door
But the God-man never got to fixing his long-johns or his black trousers
The young man named Blue strode softly up behind him and drove a long-bladed knife into his neck
Blood spurted into the chalice on the alter but not the blood of the Christ
Just the blood of the God-man
With a cough, he died and bubbled gurgle
The young man named Blue took the Yavapai girl, money, guns, food, two strong horses
And rode into the desert, away from Fort Whipple
The God-man's body was found, but he was not missed
