im still working on my writing skills.
the religious
by
NiB7514
they're walking there again.
to this place of peace and hope.
they give their soul to the lord.
instead of signing with a pen.
but to me its all a big joke.
condemning since they cut the cord.
who are the next condemned.
you, me or them.
the hopeless that never make it.
their life is a puzzle, in which i dont fit.
their mind is a stubborn one.
following a book, all work and no fun.
they take our money, every single bill.
to built a church, call it the littlte house on the hill.
working on their next plan to control.
to control and destroy, thats their goal.
getting involved where they should not.
wanting even more than they already got.
who are the next condemned.
you, me or them.
the hopefuls that make it.
their life is a puzzle, in which i dont fit.
their mind is a false one.
following a book, filled with imagination.
but in the end it does not matter.
they cant condemn, only the guy higher.
they'll pay for years of torture and hate.
they'll burn forever, an unavoidable fate.
to those unlike them i wish you well.
i wish you heaven and not hell.
who are the next condemned.
you, me or the world.
god help them, bring them to reality.
their life is a puzzle, in which i dont fit.
their mind is a corrupt one.
following a book, to which i dedicate.
6/8/09
