As once you kissed the fork in the road,
Now I guess you’ll consol the nails of ambition.
Forcefully yours for the legacy of time
The healer’s hands of sin shall turn water into wine!
‘Forgive them father, for they know not what they do’
‘Crossed’ out from life, whipped in leather garments!
A crown of rose stem needles,
Shatter the hoax of mankinds creation,
Some even say he’s the Son of God, I say there’s no relation!
His darling a body seller,
Hardly the deeds of greater mans labour,
His Childs tale says that’s a ‘sin’…
Then I guess we humans did his dear ‘father’ a favour!
You may call me blasphemies, hopefully a realist…
If you will! I merely don’t see the attraction in
A guilt trip book of ignorant quotes…
Kind of ironic don’t you think? As it’s a book we humans WROTE.
Sunday is for sleeping, not for worshipping a statue,
Or crying at the feet of stone,
Un cradle your hands prisoner!
For god has abandoned his ‘throne’.
The son of Lucifer wept whilst walking along side 12 sheep in the valley of the shadow of death.
The god of all acceptance,
equality in the essance of the word...
yet stopped caring atthe sixth quarter,
so if 'man' is in the image of god, was it by accident he birthed a daughter?
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