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religiously unreligious

years upon years
nailed to the cross
rebirthed, oiled, and led to shine  
it's time, it's destiny  
trailed  
where the good book sews  
your sins to your cheek  
none lesser, none weak  
  
soapbox'd again and again  
remembering only then  
high priestess and his court  
the showers a favourite sport  
it's noon and he's high  
strung up by the beads  
and apostolic creed  
   
I won't go back, despite  
learning the wrongs of the right  
left to simmer  
in hell's kitchen  
   
there'll be nun  
of the usual pretense and precipice  
I'll fall  
from grace  
Indulge in the human race  
lust more than one god  
the prick, the prod  
the prude, the mighty  
how rude and righteous  
religiously unreligious  
   
stripped bare, torn  
the covers off  
the bleeding books  
run away  
from the money,  
damn crooks  
and cooks  
   
love me for who I am  
for what I do  
not some tit, sans wit  
nor mind to word no more than  
rehearsed verse  
   
~  
   
come seek,  
we'll find
JusTim_
Written by JusTim_
Published | Edited 9th Apr 2020
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