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Evangelical apostasy

Clambering onto the cross, breaking bone to bend the knee

Theocratic frenzied vision

Verses of loathing spit with soured breath through loveless excision

Blade to paper, arterial shift

Psalms to further this Orwellian drift

Striking until the muscles ache

Splitting soft skin with gleeful face

Flaying to separate false sin from innocence

Flaying to teach of god’s good grace

“Suffer the children to teach them true

For they exist beyond the chosen few

And my God has no love left for you

Wretch, my God has no love for you”

The dust of millennia, it breathes and chokes

Torn pages devoured and regurgitated, hatred bespoke

Beyond the final blessing of unrighteous judgement cast

Sordid salvation spent and limp below broken cross

Sanguine silence from the bloodied body of god

Cruellest barbs of deicide, embedded deep within your praying palm