Don'T Preach To Me

Maybe i go to church every sunday irregardless of how i know how they changed their ways of how many spankings the nuns gave out in sunday school and the abuse the children of previous generations recieved at home when they didnt worship their saviour Maybe I don't need church monday to sunday and to be brainwashed around the clock of the obsessions that control your thought i will fix that pipe and come visit you on the day of praise to see a lousy preacher who has nothing worthy to hear read or humbling to say Maybe just maybe you have a point of view and i respect you too but dont you dare try to one up me by looking like a man of god in the public eye because between us and the positive affirmations the bibles neglect to tell our souls of the divine truths of our nature My eyes are wide open to the days of old where the walked up hill barefoot in the snow to get a lickin from the priests then the nuns beg god for forgiveness go home and be beat for not being absolutely perfect to run away confused and scared forced into a woprld where pain and mental anguish was the door to love of your holy god?