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City of God
Flickering candel light
Cascading onto the floor in front of a statue of Mary and her son
Red and blue light shines
Randomly outward
Casting obscured shadows from the pews
The smell of insence fills your senses
As you stager deeper into the incandescent darkness
Before God you kneel down and beg for forgiveness
Plead for acceptance and swear to do right
But in his eyes, you are a son who has broken every rule
Disappointment and silence becomes your treatment
As his punishment goes undecided
You scream “forgive me”
But then you realize you have been commanding it,
Not being sincere
If this world becomes tourn apart,
And judgement is let out to the land
Those who are sinners and non believers
Those who served in his name,
And those who were righteous
Where would you be?
Sent to hell forever
Only to wage war on the City of God that night
Hand picked among the countless number of souls
But in greed you failed your duties God had gave you
And became an enemy of the world
But before those gates,
When youre begging and pleading for forgiveness
Realizing that you are next in line
Hold up your heart only to be declined
Take a picture of heaven in your mind
To remember it when you arrive
Down here all you get is misery
Burning flesh and symptoms of every disease
Knives in your sides at night
And memories of regret and heart ache
Will remain in your eyes forever
I will read you your every sin
Line by line
And point out every flaw in personality that you had
But take this advice to your heart, well whats left of it:
“You will never be with God
He has no need for you now
You have lost your chance,
So drop all thought of hope
The City of God has locked you out
And the eys of God have fallen blind to you
His ears of God are now deaf to your prayers
And his hands become powerless to save you.”
But me, I am different
I can give you a second chance
A chance to go back and change every little thing,
That you have ever done wrong
Live your life over, not knowing about any of this
But fully believing that there is a God, and there is a hell
Would you like that?
The choice is yours
Give money to the poor
Help every elderly person you see
Buy cookies from little girls,
That you know you’ll never eat
Never, tell a lie, even to save someone from pain
Talk to God every day
Help everyone you know in every single way
Donate all your time and money,
To charities that don’t concern you
And achieve total clarity…
Never feel greed or lust
And save the greatest sin for marriage
In this world you may find it hell itself
But it’s your only chance of redemption
It’s your choice…
Critiques
weirdelf
18 years 11 months ago
If I wanted a sermon I would go to church
weirdelf
18 years 11 months ago
ok. I am stupid. I can admit when I am thick and wrong.
A. M. Painter
18 years 11 months ago
i dont get it, what did i do
weirdelf
18 years 11 months ago
you didn't do anything
Conect11
18 years 11 months ago
hmmm
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