They call
Themselves
As their religion
Espouses.
Pure hatred
Oozes
From their frozen hearts
Like oil
From the ground.
Sitting
So smugly
In their Sunday best
Upon the church pew.
Praying
For my soul's
For my soul's
Salvation.
Fake smiles
Plastered
Upon their faces.
Like a poster
Wrapped around
The telephone pole.
Advertising
The latest release
From a local indie
Group.
Hate to think
How they would
Treat me.
If I had reacted
In a disrespectful manner
To them.
Guess
They don't read
Their own religious text
In having forgotten
The golden rule.
Therisa © 2016
Author's note: Often wonder, how someone, who claims, to speak, in the Voice of God, can be filled, with such hatred, like many socially conservative Christians. Last time, I looked, the Christian bible wasn't filled with ignorance or pure hatred. Although, I must say, I'm not a Christian, nor pretend, to be one. Had too much religious hatred, forced down my throat, for being, a trans-lesbian.
