Repent I hear the preacher say
Confess to me your sins
I can offer you forgiveness
Your salvation lies within
But it's just snake oil in a different Jar
A promise that can't be kept
It just a way to bury our guilt
between the pages of an antiquated text
So round up all you people
Come see his miracle cure
For the price of a small donation
Your soul can be scrubbed pure
But for me I look for forgiveness
From those that I have wronged
Not someone singing the same words
Of a two thousand year old song
- Author: Daniel ( Offline)
- Published: November 26th, 2016 02:43
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 25
Comments2
Very nice poem. I agree that there are times when you don't have to walk into an edifice to seek forgiveness. Just asking forgiveness from the person you have wronged is what you need. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Chrissy for understanding it's meaning
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