raise that crucifix nice and high
plant it in your neighbor’s eye
hold that bible in both hands
smack with it your fellow man
twist each word to stoke your fears
of Muslims, Blacks, Liberals, Queers
live your life a real shit
a few short prayers and that is it.
forgiven for your evil thoughts
forgiven for your selfish wants
forgiven for the love you scorned
forgiven for the pain you’ve born
surround yourself with frightened sheep
you are who you are by the company you keep
say your prayers each day and night
your dark deeds still won’t find the light
by sitting in pews and mumbling prayers
searching for peace through all the thick layers
of wrongful acts and shallow words
of broken promises at each turn
sanctimonious and self-loathing
in your dark yet depthless world.
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