I beg for your pleeing to cease
Let me be in peace
Your ways are not my release
I joined the herd and found disease.
Never again will I fly with the flock
My life taken before I could dock
All belief has gone with the clock
Now we listen to the wind knock.
Your words of kindness feel so fake
Your rules have crumbled like a cake
We live our lives as full as we can make
So hipocritical to tell us what to take.
I lost all belief I had in man
no more will I sit in the puse and fan
I pray were ever I can
I will not step foot in a church again.
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Wow!
Damn this is strong! I really like the way you wrote this one, it all just goes together so wonderfully. It is sad, but very deep and meaningful. You have penned another magnificent piece of poetry! I love your closing two lines the most I think. I feel much the same way. Excellent write!
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