Reversed PersecutionA Poem by Brielle CartnyBeat the broken Scorn the words spoken Misunderstand our words Ostracize us and cause us sweet hurts Sew our mouths closed Kick us to the road Your opinions must be so divine, worth so much Oh it is fine, you say, believe in God, but keep it hushed I can’t speak, I’m so sick, I’m torn Take the sin, eat it, it’s good for you Devour our lies or we can persecute, it’s rules Keep your truth, it’s lethal and we can’t listen Your religion is all about hate, all you damn Christians Do you not hear, It is love and forgiveness --No, it’s intolerance, unlawfulness Fools, listen, the bible speaks nothing of political correctness Who gave you these ideas? Who wrecked us? You quote my law at me without reading Yet you say hatred is all I’m breeding I haven’t the time to make this up You misunderstand the one who provides the cup Is action possible when just using his name shows bravery Fine, do it again,Bring the yoke of slavery I’m ready for the first hit Come on brothers, do it again, throw me in the pit Try to change my mind, make me bow to the man Pull the stitch tighter so my truth won’t scare you again Thank God I’m not in love with this life I’m scared of one presence in this chamber and it ain't the knife Defend drugs, money, and confusion But treat God’s defenders as the intrusion Call our message a hate crime, poison, your cause of hurts I swear you got the wrong church This is not what he intended Why are we so apprehended? In the cells our tags read “The Enemy” And our brothers mauled in foreign countries, calamity. You only allow me to speak for a moment removing the strings and speaking something about atonement Sorry I do not understand when you rewrite the bible I’m smarter than that, I’m called a disciple Listen now, the trumpets in the distance, it’s almost too late Open up your hands, take the gift, repent, relate He has the answers, our minds aren’t too great We want sensibility Unlike you we are no longer after equality Why must we be sewn so tight For our God we want peace, but we will fight Everything good is usually shielded But listen to us, embrace, don’t yield it The blind lead the blind, and the mute speak for you He is the only reason we live, we are new So stop the drumming and cut the prepared noose, We can’t stay down The truth will be told when we are truly off the ground © 2015 Brielle Cartny |
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Added on April 30, 2015 Last Updated on April 30, 2015 AuthorBrielle CartnyLiverpool, United KingdomAboutI am heavily influenced by music all around me. There is hardly ever a piece I write that is not composed with a song that has been stuck in my head. Recently my favourites have been Haste the Day, .. more..Writing
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