Not Everything Is On The Porn Papers Poem by Hebert Logerie

Not all of the profound emotions are on the porn papers
Not all the crystal and deep feelings are in the darn letters
We have been victimized, stepped on, beat, humiliated
Killed, slapped, massacred, lynched, tortured, decapitated
And evangelized for many centuries. Your god ain't mine
Our God is just, creative and fair. He loves all of his children
You represent division and mayhem. You're an ally of Satan.

Not everything can be laid on the bloody death bed
Not everything can be said to the soldiers of hatred
We must save a few words for the coming season
We must use our brain to calm and soothe the pain
A rainbow appeared in the sky. Your god ain't mine
Our Jesus was not invented by a fake accordion of lies
There is hope for the good people who were baptized.

Not everything has been said and done on the podium
Not all of us are afraid to express ourselves in the stadium
We were mistreated, kidnapped, choked, hung, violated
Brainwashed, threatened and lied to. Your god ain't mine
This is it. This time, we will win by crossing bravely the line.
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Copyright © May 2020, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.