You Lied To Me: Message Against Religious Fanatism

You lied to me... You lied to me when you said the church building was the safest place to run to- When you made me believe those grey headed men dwelt in the castle of wisdom too- That following every letter of the doctrine to the latter was the best way to live as a believer with little or no clue- You lied to me... You lied to my face with sweet utterances that lured me to confide in you- Sweet lies with the beauty of butterflies you send from the pulpit right before my very eyes- That hurting me with honest lies became the source of peace written in your skies- You lied to me... When you left me exposed to the harm of the world and spirits unknown by sending me out in discipline because I fell- Protected your own, but left me, a fallen soldier to be chastised and face emotional torture, neglect and a living hell- So you painted me black, as the sinner you see me, which means I count no more, so my pains and experiences I can't tell- You lied to me... That lies became the only truth I could believe in- That no longer are words from your pulpit worth believing- For every single statement you utter was more like the bullets aimed at deceiving- You lied to me... So don't make me lie to myself that you're the purest, cos I can no longer pretend- For these words are not to slander or judge. No! This, I don't intend- But I am a proof of my words so dare not ask me to defend- You lied to me... And you still lie when you call me dear, cos I know you don't even care- You lost your saltines in my life, so your sermon has no slot in my ear- For your letters, I'll tear, your voice I won't hear, cos the thought of believing you gives me fear- You lied to me... Under the covering of a minister, you hurt me over and over again- Judging me by your standards caring less about my pain- And getting humans to follow your doctrines not the creator, gets me sick and insane- You lied to me... So I pray I'll be the last soldier to ever fall- The last you'll lie to and lash your rod of discipline into when you stand in front to call- And a lesson on living by the standards of GOD OF MEN, not the MEN OF GOD to be learnt from by all- For never again will I absorb your lies like foam and water cos man........, I'm older, am stronger and standing taller. K.G Inji (Orator of Wordz)