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so fake; so "saved"
by Nanette Bellmanyour on again, off again friend.
He becons @ your call
you know this.
i, sick.
because you wear your Jesus shirt
only now, only when
the almight Pastor
is about to set foot
in OUR house.
you break out your Bible
quickly study for some insight
this all maybe yet to come
she knocks on the door
and you wipe the dust from your sleeve
i'll just go back in your closet. 01/08/2004 Author's Note: i do NOT mean to offend anyone by this. this is about my mom. she gets like this when her pastor comes over to visit once a month. it really disgusts me.
Posted on 05/02/2004
Copyright © 2025 Nanette Bellman
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Barbara Griffith on 05/02/04 at 09:52 PM I really like this! Except the "@" symbol seems to really make the whole poem.... I'm not sure, kind of immature, I guess. I think it would be more powerful with the actual word. |
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