Mean…

The Bible, a loaded weapon for the unstable,

a permission slip for the cruel.

Pages bound with love to carry a message of peace,

unity of mankind it’s mission.

Preachers with hidden agendas riling up the troops,

to march against the masses.

Beatings, bullying, hateful screams,

made righteous under the banner of God.

Oh wicked one, how are you so blind to not see,

abundant grace not yours to withhold.

Focus on the New as the Old just gets you angry,

find words in red to free your mind of venom.

Leave the rest for another day when,

a softened heart becomes you.

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