So you found god?
You sad pious ******.
Hypocrisy reigns.
A minute a sucker.

Now wail my friend.
Tell of your sorrow.
How jesus saves.
And rises tomorrow.

I don’t mean to mock.
To tell you the truth.
To be so condemning.
So boldly uncouth.

It’s just that you see.
Religions not needed.
Your god done failed,
where the devil succeeded.

He told me to drink.
You were drunk already.
Your moral compass,
a smidge unsteady.

We watched you go
from pious to heathen.
Then came nihilism,
with not to believe in.

It’s now 3 a.m.
You’ve forsaken your faith.
You cursed your god.
The holy wraith.

Sunday is here.
Confess your sins.
Speak of regret.
Your odds and ends.

Tell him your sorry.
For getting wasted.
For roasting his will.
The sin you tasted.

Say “Hail Mary.
So full of grace.”
With unbrushed teeth.
White **** on your face.

Alas! You’re welcome!
Your sins are forgiven!
Now go get drunk!
The Pats are winning!

See what I mean?
Hypocrisy blaring?
If truth is a fabric,
your end is tearing.

You need not forgiveness.
For just being you.
If you are an *******
To thyself be true.