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Jul 2019
Some churches I've been to quote Bible verses at me
while looking down their noses...
Their judgement and words tear at my heart and cut into my
soul like thousands of thorns from hundreds of black roses..
This is not the way God intends you to be...
this is what they keep telling me...
What God are they talking about? Can't be the same as mine..
cause if they were things wouldn't be like this..no.things
would be fine...
Why would God deny happiness, deny love or being loved..
to his children, no matter how they find it or with who?
This is a God I won't believe in...
how can you?
Love lifts me up to a better place, makes me a better version
of myself..
I become more tolerant, kinder and caring...
without it I'm just another book on the shelf..
Never being opened, read or taken down...
just collecting dust and always wearing a frown,,
Love opens my eyes to a more beautiful world...
lifts me out of the ******* that makes me want to hurl...
You can dunk me in your Holy Water and try and
change my path...
But, when it comes right down to it...
your just a bunch of hypocrites giving me a bath...
So you keep your God..
I'll take mine over yours any day...
Save your judgment for someone else..
cause  I have nothing left to say!
Aleta Marshall
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