These people who wear their religions on their sleeve
Make me physically ill, sick, wanting to heave.
If only they would but profess what they really believe
Or at least have the courtesy to get up and leave.
I would at the very least be remorse
If the true path, the course
Were I if but to follow.
In the depth of this despair, I wallow.

06/17/2003

Posted on 11/08/2006
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