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Feb 2012
I sit in a church pew, keep quiet
think ideas outrageous enough to ...start a riot
most men swallow only truths that are shallow
ideas that are not to be questioned because they're hallowed
the scared, the weak, and fools fill up the building
ears closed to the message behind the words that they are shielding
blindly, willing to throw their bodies to the flames
for higher truths that lift the rope to where they're hanged
They say that truth is black and white, i guess they didn't see it blend
like blood and sweat on a heretics skin - to the Jews-  he was a heretic to them
guess they haven't realized eyes that never really try to see may as well have always been blind
guess your truth is easy to find
I've seen them lay it in your hands, those half ignorant red-faced men in pulpits in the heartland
They've got a lot to say, and i take it with a grain of salt
but God himself said test the spirits - go a little deeper, walk the walk
so wrap your mind around the words and what they really mean
let the truth and the heretic that brought it be your king
i am
advocating heresy
I am a christian. I do not want my beliefs to be misconstrued. This poem is meant to point out that truth should not be so easily given it's title. Truth should be tested, and known to be true, before it is called such. In calling Jesus a heretic, i am not saying he was not God. I believe he was. I am simply for the impact inserting historical details - in the eyes of the Pharisees and Sadducees - the God of the universe was dubbed heretic. It tends to be this way - when men have religious power - God himself becomes the heretic ( not in truth but in how people see him and what he stands for). any questions, feel free to ask. About content or form.
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
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