To Borrow from Queerly Beloved Tees: Bad Theology Kills
I need to make something absolutely clear,
Something that's been weighing on my heart with a weight quite severe.
I say I lost my faith and yes, sure, that's true,
But it was never God that was the problem- it was you.
You that told me I could not ever be,
Perfectly one hundred percent and absolutely me.
You that told me God made me the way I am,
And that was has to fit into your box or can.
You the told me homosexuality,
Was against God's decrees.
You that said I could not follow God,
And share my faith abroad.
You that said I was not good enough
To share my truth as the real stuff.
You that told me to stay hushed,
While inside my faith was quietly being crushed.
It was you all along,
Who stopped my faith from staying strong.
But I know now the truth,
That you might never see anything other than untruth,
That God is love is love,
And his love covers all on Earth and above.
But you will never get it,
Never quite understand your words' dangerous spit,
But I know one thing for sure,
Your bad theology will absolutely kill at least one more.
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