These words were added after the initial posting. This poem was written in a dark period of my life. Many things occurred since that time and I was led to the Light which was an event that I could not have accomplished myself. The words of the poem continued to have meaning and power, but a different one since the Light touched me.

(edited center verses to improve flow and meaning on May 1 2006)

Admission of Evil     An immeasurable parade of sinners Confessed from behind the partition Big time, small time, losers, winners Each one whispering their admission Nothing that he hadn't already heard However brutal, senseless or absurd He gave them the absolution of God Even if pardon, he himself could not It was his sacred mission in this life An honor graciously extended to him A duty permitting sinners to survive Who's secrets tease the mind's brim He was in no way a courtroom judge And not allowed to sentence as such The confessions confided to his ears He veiled in his mind for many years An abrupt gnashing of the box' door Awoke the priest before he dozed off Followed by the sqeaking of the floor And the sound of a low pitched cough Indicating a man sat behind the gauze He addressed him after a short pause Saying: What leads you here, my son? Do you repent anything you've done An eery silence flooded the room And a sudden chill rapidly spread The confessor hesitated to resume As thoughts raged inside his head The tall church windows turned black Raising the hairs in the priest's neck Something had chased away all noise Leaving the silence to a dark voice I have not come to ask for forgiveness Nor did I intend to confess to any crime You see, your God can never forgive his Enemy He fought since the dawn of time He incessantly and utterly hates my guts For you know, it's driving him totally nuts That sofar, it was I who has always won He never nailed me, like I nailed His son This Love God preaches, is overrated His concept is an insult to you and me You know this universe is saturated With hate and other blessings by me So you think He's got his act straight? Perhaps He confused love with hate Maybe God just lied, my dear priest Or misread things to say the least? You lived all your life inside the light And think you know your way around God inhibited you to explore the night But what is it that you've really found? Other than what He wanted you to find Perhaps His light struck you blind Making it impossible for you to see That He is denying you immortality In the darkness linger awaiting you More truths than you've ever found In the light that's just deceiving you I promise you that they will astound You beyond your wildest imagination Bestowing you sincere reconciliation So why worship a God who lies to you While there's so much more I can do? ******************* Then claws pierced the gauze before him And slowly ripped the weavings to shreds And when they reached the frame's trim The priest was gazed at by seven heads He begged God to protect him from evil While the claws and fangs started to kill The priest's face had turned hoary white As the voices hissed: "God and I lied." Rage of Reason