I do not worship crucifixions!
Or become irate to berate others,
When I am confronted with the truth.
Nor will I choose to congregate,
Like so many do to claim a faith...
On Sunday mornings to awaken Monday,
To advocate a separation from others to prove...
Yesterday I was annointed to continue my biases,
As others 'faithfully' have done to do.
Everyday when I awaken to pray with a gratefulness,
For every blessing to accept there is a 'Divine' Consciousness...
There is something about this I know 'is' correct.
Since I observe those who profess to be self righteous,
Practice more the going through motions undigested...
Than comprehending what it is they claim is daily addressed.
And nothing done that they do,
Has progressed to identify their best efforts that reflect...
Such beliefs they confess to keep!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem