The Church

The Church

Sinful thoughts of lust swirl around the mind of Jeramiah.
He kisses his wife goodnight like he’s her messiah.
He wishes her happy dreams and says he must depart for a few hours.
He promises to make it up to her by returning with a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
She complains he always has to leave late at night
and that his behavior doesn’t seem right.
He smiles and tells her she has no reason to worry, that she is his light
Keeping him going every day, even with unfortunately situations have his life not seeming so bright.
He departs the room and picks up his cell phone to txt his mistresses
that he is on his way so they can get down to business.
She begs him to leave his wife and move in with her to eliminate the distance
between them so he no longer has to sneak in late at night since the neighbors are growing suspicious.
He tells her that he loves his wife but that she is far more delicious
and that he wishes to keep the both of them since he’s a man that’s rather ambitious.
Angry, the mistresses threatens she won’t put out tonight and to stay home,
But he knows she is weak and is already in the car heading her way while at the mouth he foams
sinful desires he wishes to carry out when he soon arrives in Rome.
It’s a vacation he has all planned out up in his dome.
No wife, no mistress, just him and his dark desires and needs to be fulfilled.
He will leave the city with a strong feeling of being thrilled.

Thoughts of addiction run through the mind of Amber.
She wishes she wasn’t this way, but to her problem, she can’t seem to find an answer.
Her overdone make up makes her look beautiful and covers up the fact that underneath it all she looks like a vampire.
When she goes out at night, men from all over flock to her and pamper
her with gift to win her affection and pussy for the night.
She smiles and seems happy but her eyes tell the truth, she is filled with freight.
A bag of white powder, she always carries in her purse.
She knows if she doesn’t get help that one day soon she will be carried away in a hearse.
She snorts it every morning before she goes to her job as a nurse.
She snorts it in the afternoon to make her addiction even worse.
She snorts it at night unable to break this damning curse.
She even snorts it in the middle of the night to rehearse
Her actions for the next day, that in her mind aren’t so bad since they aren’t perverse.
She asks her Lord to help her break her addiction but never takes breaking free from it seriously.
She’s addicted to living her life dangerously.
With her daily fix, no one can stand her irritability.
Every time she tries to go even half a day without it, she fails hilariously.
She can’t remember a time she didn’t suffer from this disease previously.
Ask around town, she’s known for her drug addiction notoriously.
Will God help me quit today?
No, because you don’t take getting clean seriously, you would rather be lead astray.

Anger and rage consume the mind of Theodore.
He hates it when his wife fails to finish her chores.
She fears him but can’t force herself to leave him and reminds herself of the good times they shared together on the dance floor.
He has changed for the worse and is not the man she use to adore.
Their kids are grown, moved out of the house and no longer need to be cared for.
It’s just her and her chores that he makes her do while he sits back in his chair and snores.
If she is not done with them when he awakens from his slumber, he will roar
and demand her to instantly do more.
When she fails to deliver on his demands, he will call her a useless whore
and gets up from his chair to show her what punishment she has in store.
A black eye is getting of easy.
A bruised-up face and stomach leaves her feeling queasy.
Choked and raped violently hurts her deeply,
and a bloody torn anus breaks her completely.
He leaves the bedroom feeling like a proud stallion,
as she lies in bed crying wishing for someone to come safe her, someone preferably Italian.

Selfishness invades the mind of Sarah.
Her kids cry out for help as she applies mascara.
They are having a difficult time in school and want help from their mother,
but she’s too busy setting up dates with men to bother.
The children want attention and beg for it.
but she’s too busy working out at the gym to take the hint.
Her children are hungry and want to be fed a nice dinner,
But she’s too busy living the life of a corrupt sinner.
Alcohol taste good and not in moderation.
She drinks enough to clench the thirst of a thirsty nation.
She has a new dick over every night thanks to her flirtation.
She would be one who could benefit from castration.
Child Protective Services are often called but she always gets away with as much as a citation.
She won’t even get her kids a dog to play with, they desperately want a Dalmatian.
She is the object of her upmost attention, her man fixation.
She ignores her children’s cries of frustration.

These four people all have one thing in common.
Something they all feel makes them awesome.
They believe they are people of the Lord and serve in Church every Sunday.
They believe they are saved and will be awarded with paradise when they are judged before God’s knee.
The church fills their heads with positive messages every week.
Why then does their future in the afterlife look so bleak?
They sit in church and serve others on Sunday and believe they will be awarded with the gifts they seek.
But if you don’t live a life of God during the rest of the week,
and you go around acting like a freak,
why would God reward you from not practicing what you preach and constantly drowning in a creek?