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Gods of the experimental vision

So many to choose from. Variety given so we can have fun. I'm a  Christian, I'm a Buddhist, I'm a Jew. I'm a morman, I'm a witness of jehova, Yet I used to practice Hindu. I was taught to believe in the truth, I was told that having faith was a virtue. I was baptized by the Catholic priest. I was expected to believe. The word was crammed down my throat but never wanted a feast. Yet it wasn't up to me. For manipulation begins at age three. A steady diet of fear and It had done the trick. For I was terrified of making God upset and him getting pissed. All I could see were the gates of hell. A fiery miserable place where I'd forever dwell. I thought to myself and realized quick. I knew God was real because I was a dreamer. So in my head I pictured this almighty loving creature. Willing to sacrifice his only son. From his heart he sacrificed one for some. And Im supposed to believe that he'd spare me. For nothing  sold came with a guarantee.  Nothing told was ever proved to be real. Yet I'm the one that is expected to not express how I feel. Why do a have to explain to the big man upstairs. As if hes listening, and really cares. You can call me a traitor and you can call me a sinner. You could see how fucking worthless you are if you looked in the mirror. You can get the fuck up and step the fuck back. You got me heated and I'm calling you out. Your a fucking fake, truly a fraudulently coward. Your control freak antics, and head gone to power. Your fucking book sucks, your scummish, as fuck. You play with life and walk with no pride. You persuade, manipulate and threaten to destroy. You demand, expect and  send more pain then joy. Your a bald face lieing piece of shit. I could really care less if you don't like being called a bitch. Cause listen up one more time. I'm telling you why you can't be mine. Your a God that abandons and took us for granted. Your a God that lies and you act surprised. That's what I'm talking about you hypocrisy teaching slug. I hope you know who shot you ,its the heavenhood thugs. Hear to rob your punk ass. Gonna take your last bit of dignity and shove it up your ass. Stuff your biggest bible in sideways and you can bank on that. What's you gonna do when You cry like a snitch. That's for traders like you who never gave a shit. So promise me the misery of that fiery hell. I'd rather walk with demons and cast witch spells. You are the reason belief is deceiving. A traitor, a scam and molester of women and man. Your a descrption of dead god and home. Rot in hell and don't forget your game is now known. Call me a heathen and cast me to the dark side. You selfish motherfucker, your nothing right. Protect your sheep, multiply the flock. You talk all that shit, but can't manage the walk. A Fool and a selfish, ignorant God. Holy spirit my ass your a worthless fraud. Defiance of your being,denouncing all your love. Denying all your demands and resisting all your nothing of.






Written by Sweetry (Insanitys fuse)
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