The Scandal of Honesty Poem, by Tristan Robert Lange, at My poetic side

Religion is so irrevocably scary—

Autheniticity never a friend welcomed—

Christianity’s hate mocks its namesake.

Heaven forgive us all for our judgment—

Even the best of us judge...even the best—

Levying irreversible indictment on ourselves.

Humility comes through honesty—

Evangelism through exposition—

Leading others to emancipation.

Deliverers are deliberately demonized.

Egos encumber ears from listening—

Vanity—toxic masculinity awry—

Always leads men to their folly.

Never say a woman cannot lead.

She’s who raised you to be a leader.

Poet’s Note:

An acrostic Scorched Sunday poem. Part of my Scorched Strays series, this piece confronts how honest faith, sustained questioning, and compassionate witness are often treated as danger rather than devotion. Read as disloyalty by those invested in certainty, such voices are dismissed, diminished, and pushed to the margins. This poem remembers that cost—and refuses the erasure that follows.

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, January 11, 2026.

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Author: Tristan Robert Lange ( Online)
Published: January 11th, 2026 08:54
Comment from author about the poem: Some of you already heard this when I soft-released it here and shared the lyrics back in October 2025. Necromancy Sublime is now officially out and available on all major (and most minor) streaming platforms. This is part of Dark Alchemy, my forthcoming album under the project name TragicLife. Listen wherever you stream: https://open.spotify.com/track/1hq7j8OZjye2P3zATczSWT?si=76c3f8a716e64ce3
Category: Religion
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