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Clart
Why’s there so much clart along with your message? Why does your face rage with indifference, stare? When will you realise you’re validating such ullage, You’re propounding concern, not honest, but a glare? Are you talking to me just to direct and set my beliefs, To imbue, give an understanding of Jesus that won’t fail? Well, I’ve read the bible and know what I think, my sheafs, And would not like anyone to quill or administer ail. Talking to people for a subsidiary reason is wrong, The same subsidiary reason every time unspoken, unsaid, But fluently promoted by ministers and brothers in song, In friendship conversations this purpose is hot and red. The purpose Christians talk with you is evangelism, Not purely for interest, concern, love or admiration, But they need to latch onto others in deviant egotism, Onto the others in your life, relationships common. It’s not fair, their dependence on your selfless synchrony, Their bill of rights which says they can presume, prod, Their reputation as caring which supersedes all disharmony, Their statement as knowing the way that’s true, not odd. I know what the truth is, my atheism was never a fallacy, It’s implications spread like a watered ivy on a stone wall, Giving me evolution theory, the sciences of no discrepancy, And medical science which saves in its standing so tall.
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