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My sadness looks much like your sadness I suspect,
And most do not see the difference in my smile
Because my soul is too frozen these days
To even feel my own emotion
Let alone find the heart
To really empathize with others.
Those leaders who refuse to compromise,
Think that their way is the only Right way, that
Politics, respect for one’s brother has become sin,
I thank you for teaching me to hate all you stand for,
For showing me that true evil is alive and well.
There is no benefit of the doubt for anyone
Who does not vote with other lemmings, 
As they goose step like the little fascists they are,
Christ killers all, so fearful of God’s judgement
That they would crucify Christ all over again,
To protect themselves from the enigma
Of God’s Grace, from salvation in Christ’s blood.

I am sick to death of your hypocritical smugness,
Of your self-serving Biblical justifications for selling
Your own flesh and blood into slavery in Egypt,
Of your willingness to see your own daughters
Die of cancer someday as your judgement
That their God given sexuality is a mortal sin,
Of your belief that your interpretation of the Bible
Is Gospel, and God himself needs fear your judgement.
My brothers, I fear deeply for your souls,
Do not judge but suggest that you are 
Your own worst enemies.
If every man is a sinner, and falls short of God’s glory,
If you are ordered by the Bible to witness
To the fallen, and thus be open to being witnessed to,
If any of this convicts you of the evil that lives in you,
I would invite you, my brother, 
To discuss this with me over lunch
Sometime in the very near future.


Brian Johnston
February 9, 2016

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