new religion

I heard all about your new religion

how you made a monument to yourself

 

well big men fall hard

well little men hardly make a sound at all

 

I heard all about

your new transition.

 

You paid the price, you chose your life

But you'll live the consequence of that decision.

 

I heard all about your new religion,

how you thought they'd bend and fold under your precision.

 

Its all a lie now,

you're flesh and blood and bone like the rest of us now.

 

good luck

worshiping the temple of your own flesh.

 

what happens when they tell you

you're only human like the rest.

Author's Note

Not about an actual religion; but about someone who thinks they're perfect.

Reviews

[Shelly Araujo]

love this Loribeth! we are imperfect in our "perfection" quest, too true!

[Wunderlich]

This is awesome. Love the word choice and the flow. Really good stuff :D

[Evil_Angel]

Oh my god i love this. Yea i knew it wasn't about religion, which means you did a great job displaying that. Some people seriously need a freaking wake up call dont they? It reminds me of like a cocky guy who sleeps around with women haha then gets his in the end. Nice work as always

[CLUTZ]

hmmm..... i like it. some people are so full of themselves.

[Matthew V. H.]

what new religion?

anyway, another great poem (song?) I liked this and the subtle ryhme scheme made it flow nicely. good job.

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