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Blaspheme

by siyanda-buthelezi

You are not God, You're just a WORD. And WORDS don't AFRAID me. Ok now God, Listen to me. I demand Your attention. Look at me. Enlighten me. Brighten me mind. It seems like they all know you and I am the only one who is blind. It seems like they all believe in You And I am the only one who deceived You. Am I the only one who hasn't received You? Some days I feel like I've missed You but how can I possibly miss something that doesn't exist! They, Your Followers have made You a brand, ADIDAS. Nothing is impossible with Him. Yeah I saw that nothing was impossible with You when you took three of my family members in one month. 30 stupid days. Three Funerals. UNkulunkulu uphile, uNkulunkulu uthathile. Now F*** that. Oh dear Holy spirit me please EXIT! Director, this is a film of a non believer, please EDIT. This is a picture of a fuck giver please Delete. I have blasphemed Your God, Hey you devil, give me some CREDIT. You took Mbali away from me, and for that You owe me EVERYTHING! I need it! God, Wait Do you know the burdens on my shoulders that I weight? Sometimes I don't know which word to associate with You, Love or Hate. Bad or great. Darkness or Light. Loud or Quiet. Solo or Duet. If You are "God" why did You let my uncle die in a brutal way? If You are God why did You allow the marriage of my only Dad and that Evil Eyed Woman? If You are God why let so much people Die from AIDS? Accidents. Bullets. E_Bola. What did we do to deserve so much harshness? Can we get a little happiness? Are these Your ways of reminding us that we are residing in Your territory? Is everybody Punished because I don't go to church? And these Devil Worshippers Satanists Aren't they suppose to be under the sands of the seas and oceans And these demons, Aren't pigs suppose to be possesed by them? I don't need You to light up my way, Eskom will. You're not the Truth, My father deserting my mother, is the truth. The Pastor wants to deceive me, He says You're the way, NO, The Path is the way. God is Love. Really? Then why do I feel so unwanted, unhappy, unloved, isolated, lonely, dirty, useless? Are You afraid of the spear? Because I'm going to stab You until You tremble and Fear. Are You afraid of the Knobkerrie? Because I am going to knock Your head till You make some sense to me. Speak to me! Answer me now! Can't You hear me? Can't You see me? Are You ignoring me? Possibly. That's what You do best. And they all Praise you, I mean the rest. Listen Here, I know you can Hear, I don't know You. I don't believe in You. I won't kneel and Pray to the sky, Up there, lives No body. Except Gases? Or are you made of Nitrogen and O2 ? But I forgive You tonight, So, God it is time for me to sleep now. I heard You don't sleep, Can You please make sure that the bed bugs don't bite me overnight? I heard You're Supreme, Please protect me. €R¥PTICPOET®
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