Hang Our Right Hands (Poem)

Poem about religion, both right and left hand paths...

Hang our right hands

With the noose for our left

Each path handed down

'Till there was nothing left

We must understand

We're believing in man

The twisted minds 

All filled with knowledge from man

Hallucinating

Created dreams we're chasing

A promise of heaven 

If Jesus we're chasing

Forgiveness forgives

The unforgivable, yes

But the cost is our lives

'Till there is nothing left

Author's Note

I know some won't agree and you don't need to explain why to up your ego a little... Thank you for reading.