Do not come to me with your messages
Of honey laced with lies
Singing hallelujah from your wreckage
Spinning spite
With upturned eyes

I see your hands are folded there
In prayerful solitude
Yet your actions speak that you don’t care
When you think no ones
Watching you

You speak to me of compassion dear
Mercy which you hold
However those words are just words I fear
Moving lips
From eyes so cold

If you have come here to save my soul
With honey laced with lies
Then I prefer not to enroll
In any lessons
You can provide