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orphaned faith

being a faithful soldier of a false savior

to whom extorted worship is of most delight

makes you unbelievably adept at

paving your way with plausible lies

yes, you do have an upper hand

holding a diamond-edge ax

over every bridge of faith and trust

yes, you only cut what you must

what your savior commands

what pleases your pride

but you harm the innocent

and by doing so you show

you don’t fear God who gave you life

[your life is in spirit not flesh

your health in truth not fantasy]

it’s like you hid your real name from your own mind

for what you know is not what you do

and how you feel gives you the wrong clue

and at the wake up call you're so disinclined

so what’s going on in your ever-winning mind?

how will you respond

when these words ring in your ears:

“not only you didn’t feed me when i was hungry

you made sure nobody did”

whom did you believe to end up like this?

your soul, dense like blob of molasses

snails down the slope into the pit

how low do you need to slide?

how deep into disgrace?

for your heart to cry in truth

to start looking for the saving grace

and instead you keep lying

you keep holding that gun

your finger on a trigger

right in the face of Jesus Christ

our Lord and Savior

yet, everyone's nigger


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