Shall I be sent to Hell, So be it.

Lord forgive me, for I have sinned. 

I have been born into a generation of misfits, idiots and s***s. 

The life of children these days is chemically induced, 

and all those who are important to me, people whom I value, 

Have committed such 'treason',  

And I shall silently comply with such acts.

While I try not to ask for your guiding hand, 

For I would rather live by impure acts, that I have bare witness, 

Than by a book, written by a man I've never met.

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

While short, this piece has alot of facets to it that each trigger different chains of thought. Everything from the conception of a child to friction in religious beliefs. Very nicely constructed. I enjoyed it.

Aaron