Its a funny old proverb
But it bares its truth
That the road to hell
is paved with good intentions
But what is never said
And swept under the carpet
Is that the road to heaven
is paved in the blood of the innocent
Ask the native children
Who were "protected" by the priest
When they graveyards for infants
and the lambs that they slaughtered
Or all the young girls in Ireland
Beating down by the good sisters
For paying the debts of men's lusts
And having their cherubs taken from them
Then consult the slaves of Africa
Born in chains of Mohammad and Christ
Saved by the charity of missionaries
Made a killing in the name of their prophets
Then add the holy wars and the crusades
The witch trials and the inquisitions
The massacres of moselems, jews and pagans
And you'll wonder who Jesus has saved
Watch how the children of Abraham
Spread like a cancer they called faith
Reducing the world into a holocaust
So they could be saved in paradise
So in the end the road to hell
Has less blood then the road to heaven
And route of a good Christian soldier
Leads to a highway of endless slaughter
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Kevin, that's why I had stopped going to church. The hypocrisy of history was too much to bear! You've summed it up so painstakingly clear in this brilliant poem. That being said, I'm proud to be a Christian. And to serve God through the gifts he has given me.