Living on the left

Spawn of Satan, no choice in the matter.
They say that cleanliness is next to Godliness
If this be so, then why am i not set for heaven?
I am hygienic, yet told that i was conceived
In the mind of the devil.
Dirt
On my right hand, a gift from the left.
Some gift. Who would want an eternity without
God?
Lucifer made that choice long before
Our time. But, what right did he have to make
that choice for me?
I may have been conceived in a frivolous act of
Passion, but that was not of my own doing.
All but Christ are tainted goods; pearls of
Innocence released into a sea of anarchy and misprint.
Looking at my left hand, i wonder if 

This was meant to be.