dusk arising


          i was raised in a life of sin
          and jesus is my brother
          he's coming soon
          better make some room
          so says some poet mother

you don't have to be blind
to lose your mind
and believe every word he say

cos dontcha know it
he's a brainwashed poet
waitin on the judgement day

He preach to you
and he preach to me
tell you there's no other way

cos hes the righteous one
talking out his bum
get on down and pray

          he's better than you an me
          plain as the eye can see
          poet disciple
          spouts the bible
          sittin on the lavatree

do ya think that you've been blessed
    get it off ya chest
          you're like a fossil
               from in the gospel
                    brother give it a rest



  • Author: dusk arising (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 18th, 2020 13:38
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • MelissaJA

    Not what I expected when I started reading, but I love the flow and the message here.

  • Goldfinch60

    I nowadays see Jesus as the first Hippie in the world. The idea of organised religion is a farce just trying to brainwash people into thinking that it is the way life is. BALDERDASH!


  • orchidee

    One angle on this - some churches are fossils - not going to change; not wanting to change. It can't be helped sometimes - not many people there; they do what they can, but can't do that much; etc.

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