Be Free
I know you're scared, but you can't have it both ways.
You want to have your cake and eat it too but gluttony is a sin and the salvation is honesty.
Sometimes I too experience a flicker of fright at the thought of the sight of what we were all taught to accept.
We were told, 'the truth shall set you free.'
But how much truth were we told and how much freedom did it bring?
I know you're scared.
We were threatened with violence if we stepped out of line and promised an eternity of much more.
We were taught to embrace these threats and sing praise to the one who cast them.
We witnessed accounts of rape, stoning and murder and we lapped up the narrative that these were absolute truths.
No matter how much we hated it, if we broke the rules we were headed for fire and the burning desire in us to avoid that pain forced us to listen.
We lay in bed at night believing the heathens we loved were doomed for torture and somehow nobody saw it as child abuse.
I know you're scared.
It's not easy to admit to yourself that all the things you've come to know are merely the result of all the things you were prevented from knowing.
Heaven is a rock, Hell is a hard place, and you are stuck in the mud of purgatory.
I know you're scared, but you don't need to be.
Humanity is shackled to religion and you are the key.
You've spent your life wondering what it will be like to meet your creator, but you greet your reflection several times a day - mission accomplished.
I know you're scared, and it may never go away for good - but it's time to let good win.
For the truth to set us free, we must first set truth free - ready, set, go.
Copyright © Natasha-Jayne Wigley | Year Posted 2019
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