Religion and Me
I cant stand religion, and everything it means,
a bunch of greedy men in dresses waiting to strip your soul clean.
I cant stand church's, nor anything about them,
I tribute to a better life?, I think not, cos everything inside is broken.
I can't stand preachers, especially when they speak,
Preach to people like there the devil making them feel meek.
I can't stand tithing, whats that all about,
taking from the poor in the name of god when they struggle to feed themselves.
Religion is the judge, Church is the jail,
preachers are the wardens, and your tithing's are your bail.
M.Mahauariki © 2012
Copyright © Murray Mahauariki | Year Posted 2012
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