Faith

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Oh this generation;
This generation:
You make the loudest noise about religion,
Yet the most offender in all!
You cry so loud about Love
Yet grossly you fail in this.
You spread much knowledge
Yet the most ignorant.
You organize numbers of crusades
Yet with lesser results.
You hide yourself in retreats
And organize special deliverance programmes
Yet less righteous.
And you want me to bless
This hypocrisy!
You sing loudest
Yet, your souls the poorest.
You dress wonderfully fashionable
Yet you are a living swine1
You claim great wisdom
But you are a neigbour to foolishness
You pay much tithe
And gather large money,
You raise great cathedrals:
Great magnificent edifices
But your blessed souls
Are tombs of hell.
And you want me to call this your failure, success.
And still, you want me to call you
“My children”!

You throw your waste time
And resources at me;
Claiming this is your best for me.
You rated me best after your Dog
And still call me “God”
You roll my words out like taboo;
And search, to please your weak conscience;
All in the name of “religion”!
And you call this your consecrated service:
The trashes that are meant for the least of
Earth’s great men
Are not my precious portions?

While all you gave me is the best of your nothing.
You feed my sheep with poison
And call this “delicious”
You smack others dangerously
In your self righteousness
Just through the platform of privilege.
How dare you crucify others,
While you’re guilty of the same
Against your creator!

You put me, and all of me
In the little corner” IRRELEVANT”
And you come to your filthy gathering,
In the name of worship
To rub and twist me
With your winding tongues.
You rudely command me
“Your slave boy”
In your abominable faith.
And yet, all these wrongs you call God’s service
That you want me to accept;
Bless with blessings that cannot be uttered.
You want to rub my hands of mercy
While you cover your numerous wrongs!
Can you!
If I should answer your numerous plea
Many Devils will be made out of you
Only one thing is needed
A vessel that will accommodate me
My faithful sanctuary!
these wrongs I can not bless1!

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