"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I know this comes off
As pretty strong
And there are many out there
Who’ll say I’m wrong
That I’ll wake up one day
And see the light
But with my godless life
I’m more than alright
All Religion Is A Cult
I see
you
standing
up there
Before
those
huge
stained
glasses
Spouting
out
your
scripture
Designed
to
terrify
the
masses
You
may
well
fool
some
people
Maybe
the ill
or weak
of mind
But
I’ll be
free
of you
one day
Leaving
the
bullshit
you
preach
behind
(Originally Posted 03.02.2020)
I cannot imagine
I meant the Jesus
In the title of this piece
As it’s far more likely
To be a Jesús
Who’d make me go weak at the knees
Christ On A Bike
It
truly
is a
wonder
To see
such a
glorious
sight
My
heart
beats
like
thunder
As my
body
sings
with
delight
(Originally Posted 25.11.2019)
I think he does this
From time to time
Sends me something
To ease my mind
Some small reminder
Of what once was
Knowing I find no comfort
In the words of God
From Beyond The Grave
There’s no
such thing
as a sign,
she said
Apart from
when you
need one,
he said
(Originally Posted 14.10.2019)
You know what they say
Doesn’t ring true
Yet upon it
You are told to rely
All those stories
Retelling past glories
But you’re not allowed to question why
What I’ve always wondered
Is who decided
Which one
Was the most hallowed
For I know
I needn’t look
To a fictional book
To guide me on moral code
False Gods
Will
it
always
be like
this
She
said
Don’t
I deserve
a reprieve?
That all
depends
on the
book
He
said
In
which
you
choose
to believe
(Originally Posted 01.10.2020)
To find out if
It’s eternal damnation
Is the worst kind
Of anticipation
Bad News
The
wait
is
almost
worse
than
the
call
itself
(Originally Posted 15.09.2020)
I no longer go to confession
For who is He
To mete out my punishment?
As if in just one session
There could possibly be
Anything close to moral replenishment
Hail Mary
You’d think
now I
have more
time on
my hands
I’d be
thinking
about the
future and
making plans
Yet I
sit here
dwelling on
that one
transgression
Knowing
it’s too
late now
give my
confession
(Originally Posted 07.04.2020)
As I walk
Into the sea
Never quite who
I wanted to be
I know that faith,
Hope and charity
All just proved
Too much for me
What about our adventure
She said
When do we get to go
That was just a gesture
He said
I thought by now you’d know
Soon our saviour will return
To wash my sins away
So until that time
My only crime
Will be to sit around and pray
You say you’re ever loving
Yet your cruelty holds no bounds
If you care as much
As they tell me
Then why do you make me frown
When he spoke
The congregation gasped
For what they heard
Could not be grasped
As the Saint he uttered
When the priest had asked
Was Judas
Then in the carnage, basked
Some find it easier to deify
Rules bestowed from up high
And trust in his miraculous plan
But I feel it wiser
To be your own advisor
Than rely on the thoughts of a man
Is this why we were put here
She said
To worship his favourite son?
I’m fucked if I know
He said
So let’s just have some fun
Ask
and
you
shall
receive
Is
that
the
doctrine
you
want me
to believe?
Well,
I’m
sorry
to say
you’re
shit
out of
luck
As it’s
clear
your
God
doesn’t
give
a fuck
You
calledMy
LordBut
didn’t
waitFor
the
answerI
was
appalledMy
LordTo
find
youSuch
a chancer
Will
it
always
be like
this
She
said
Don’t
I deserve
a reprieve?
That
all
depends
on the
book
He
said
In
which
you
choose
to believe
You’d think
now I
have more
time on
my hands
I’d be
thinking
about the
future and
making plans
Yet I
sit here
dwelling on
that one
transgression
Knowing
it’s too
late now
give my
confession
Perhaps
this is
all I
deserve
And I
should
expect
more
For
penance
has to
be paid
To
those
my love
I swore
I
see
you
standing
up there
Before
those
huge
stained
glasses
Conjuring
up
your
scripture
Designed
to
terrify
the
masses
You
may
well
fool
some
people
Maybe
the ill
or weak
of mind
But
I’ll
be free
of you
one day
Leaving
the
bullshit
you
preach
behind
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 