What a Lie!

Sitting under the marvelous roof,

In a place so calm and serene,

Watching those colors and candles,

I felt so holy.

Watching you in your attire,

So bright, majestic and powerful,

Listening to your soft words,

I forgot myself.

So absorbed was I into you,

I played along with your rituals,

Some horrendous, some stupidous,

I thought I found Him.

You, the dirty preacher, sedated me

With those phoney tales,

Sugar laced novels and myths.

You fed me with misty lies,

Until so overgrown was I,

I wanted to drain the sugar

And strain the toddy in my body.

Virgin birth and pure blood,

Cheating His own death

And slaying the demons...

Ah, He is an angel!

A Holy Spirit to decide hell or heaven

For my bloody crimes and sins

God! What a lie!