Religious Thoughts

In bed we lay
We don’t speak
I don’t pray
Please don’t freak

I won’t beg on my knees
I won’t justify my sins
I won’t say please
And I won’t sing hymns

I don’t understand this hell
But I don’t need god
I can excel
Without that fraud

I’m sweet as can be
But stand for my rights
I want to be free
Not bound by unseen sights

Not everyone will concur
And I don’t really care
But if you must infer
Of no god am I aware

Written in October 2012
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Goodson Avatar
December 3, 2012 at 12:26 PM
A free willed spirit he made both you and me. I love him. Tis one day every knee will bend and know the it is he. So do not fret this day away- he love you still -anyway.
Mayfield Avatar
December 16, 2012 at 4:19 PM
If he loves me, where was he when I was raped? Where was he when 20 children ages 5-7 were shot 3-12 times each at a close range? Of no god am I aware.
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