Strange it seems excuses,
When country, state, or church,
The others rights abuses,
And leave them in a lurch,
Be it man, or other species,
Of gay or lesbian design,
The bully gang will write a thesis,
Their rights them to decline,
Of ancient superstitious laws,
Take their aim to throw their rocks,
Not this sin, their conscience gnaws,
Proud they are, as bully cocks,
Of God they speak with elevation,
You see those holding hands so tight,
Sweet they claim their close relation,
To all creation they are blind,
Just me, this God has made,
See my beauty, see me shine,
You though, Satan made of hate,
And reason not you have to whine,
Yes, I know, he told me so,
A child of his I am, He said,
But you, that lives in sins so low,
All are made in Satan’s bed,
A million years that now has past,
A million more will take,
To know, of God we’re all, at last,
This place, a better place we’ll make.©02/12/2010
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Far too many sanctimonious 'Christians' around, today.
This, Jasmin, puts it out there and makes me ask what happened to tolerance?
Fine indeed.
John
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS