Fruit of that tree

"God is good"
"God is great"
These types of things,
I've come to hate.

Pushing religion onto me.
Each assault from family.

They force the bible into my brain.
Feeding me scriptures and ignoring my pain.

Everyday always the same,
"Say your prayer, God shall reign."

I don't want to be a toy to claim.
I'd rather be swallowed up by Hell's flame.

But they don't get it.
My family wont quit.

They will not relent,
until in God's cage I sit

But I refuse to be captured!
To be another of God's manufactured!

I am not the same as them.
Those who are swallowed up, by their own sin.

I was born to be free!
So no longer will I eat,
the fruit of that tree.

Reviews

[Marta A.]

I think that this applies to many people because in this new day and age, you should be able to choose who you are. I should be able to choose if I am agnostic or an atheist or Buddhist or Christian. I truly enjoyed the poem and understand exactly where it's coming from.

[GhoulOfGore]

Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it ^~^