Stop talking crap, I don't wanna hear it,
Babbling in Babylon, talking shit,
Discernment = the Holy Spirit.
The old me is pretty much dead,
Walking barefoot, my sole's bled.
Awoke from the programming,
Blink Twice but I'm not Channing.
Superheroes aren't even real,
Unconsciously clamouring for mass appeal.
TikTok miming and Facebook conniving,
Society media is now so paralysing.
Archbishop's bullying, sexually abusing kids,
Pretty sure Jesus didn't want this.
I believe in God but don't go to church,
Tables will be flipped, deceivers left in the lurch.
- Author: Shaunmatthewcpoetry ( Offline)
- Published: November 13th, 2024 06:30
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Are they saying this just as he has resigned from being Archbishop? - only yesterday, I see.
I predict many more will step down.
Could be so. I'm reserving my judgement, as I know someone who is one of his Advisors. Also have read a book about the Archbishop.
Just seems like corruption is ruling at the moment in every facet.
Then it can turn out at times - 'Oh I never thought it could be, or could relate to, him/her' - but it does.
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