Prayer Title: God, I have my own truth, too.
(Form: Doublets aka Couplets full of Faithful Prose)
God, please lets talk about what "we" have done.
My sins of the past, and my new choice undone.
You've forced me back, unto a "Barabbas' path".
So my creed's: Commandments up your holy ass.
I had just wanted to live a life which pleases me.
Your own ten demands only ensure devils' uppity.
I wanted to be again what heaven eternally denies.
We both know, too, only one of us pays the price.
You ignored my prayers & robbed Baby from me.
I face thy war betrayed of any chance of victory.
God, you demanded what even God did not achieve.
F*ck rules, heed the advise of your remade Thief.
As atrocity triumphed no holy Savior dares to come.
Still you grant luxury & health to the worst of scum.
No unrepentant sinner could shatter my faith in you.
Yet oh holy dictator you achieved that, for it is true!
Academic science so-subtly fulfills the Nazi-Dream.
Perverted mockery of human society gone extreme.
Mortal Elitism, as new guilt makes vile Devils rejoice.
You abandoned us, yet blame us for each MF choice!
God, please enforce justice on this, your planet Earth.
Because Mankind's blind faith just made it much worse.
And if you, God, really hesitate until that judgment day.
Know, too, that by faith in God I've an evil God to slay!
Short before my departure from the modern human race
A poem's found, and oh rejoice, for it restored my faith.
In my weak moments an afar stranger carried my cross
I once more remember the good god, not the vile boss.
I cannot break my curse, and yes I will die like all before
Yet still true to our good god is the sacred oath I swore
And bro, thief's gratitude may come like a subtle spell
For if you fall just pray, so I'll steal your soul from hell.
amen
