So I was given a writing prompt the other day and I ran with it. The prompt was the pope at confession. I thought it was very interesting, being that I knew nothing about the Pope or the Catholic faith. Read this, comment if you feel a certain way about it. Educate me. Be educated. Be on the lookout for my book coming hopefully in the Fall of 2009...enjoy!!
Father
forgive me
for I have sinned
I have been delivering messages like Christmas gifts
and some still don’t seem to get it.
I sit on my throne
awaiting for roses to be tossed toward the ground I walk
so my holy feet never hit the pavement.
I kiss more babies than the parents themselves.
Every room I enter, its like being at a concert
and Im the center of attention.
God called on me for a reason…
because I’m popular.
Father
forgive me
for I have sinned
if being the savior of the world is a sin
then here I am
Satan in the flesh
cast me away
to the fires of Hell.
Let my demons run through the streets
and my spawns break your bones when they stare into your eyes
to watch you melt into a puddle of your own sympathy.
You can only watch in shame
as my minions slip through the hearts of your politicians.
Your country was built on blind promises
so no other country but you can see what your purpose for war is.
Reality is a bitch aint it?
Pardon my French Father
Americans don’t like them anymore.
Watch how I conjure up mythical animals locked in your imaginary cage
that tear families apart
one by one
two by two
three by three
and by the millions.
You can only crawl into the fetal position
as you witness the dominance of my greatest creations unleashed
to prepare for the takeover.
Time for the takeover
no one is safe
Run behind houses but I can spot you from a mile away
use any tactics possible to prevent it from coming
but your time is short.
Father
I have sinned
for cleansing the world how I saw fit
allowing myself to visually combust
and cast out all impurities
that disobey the rules I made
Father
I have sinned
I have not fulfilled your dreams
I will not conform
Father
your highness
Almighty
Majesty
He who sits on the throne
higher than the hierarchy itself
Father
God
I have sinned.
I love my job too much
I was chosen
Chosen by God
Ask God for your forgiveness
and while your at it
tell him he owes me some money for what I’m doing on Earth.
forgive me
for I have sinned
I have been delivering messages like Christmas gifts
and some still don’t seem to get it.
I sit on my throne
awaiting for roses to be tossed toward the ground I walk
so my holy feet never hit the pavement.
I kiss more babies than the parents themselves.
Every room I enter, its like being at a concert
and Im the center of attention.
God called on me for a reason…
because I’m popular.
Father
forgive me
for I have sinned
if being the savior of the world is a sin
then here I am
Satan in the flesh
cast me away
to the fires of Hell.
Let my demons run through the streets
and my spawns break your bones when they stare into your eyes
to watch you melt into a puddle of your own sympathy.
You can only watch in shame
as my minions slip through the hearts of your politicians.
Your country was built on blind promises
so no other country but you can see what your purpose for war is.
Reality is a bitch aint it?
Pardon my French Father
Americans don’t like them anymore.
Watch how I conjure up mythical animals locked in your imaginary cage
that tear families apart
one by one
two by two
three by three
and by the millions.
You can only crawl into the fetal position
as you witness the dominance of my greatest creations unleashed
to prepare for the takeover.
Time for the takeover
no one is safe
Run behind houses but I can spot you from a mile away
use any tactics possible to prevent it from coming
but your time is short.
Father
I have sinned
for cleansing the world how I saw fit
allowing myself to visually combust
and cast out all impurities
that disobey the rules I made
Father
I have sinned
I have not fulfilled your dreams
I will not conform
Father
your highness
Almighty
Majesty
He who sits on the throne
higher than the hierarchy itself
Father
God
I have sinned.
I love my job too much
I was chosen
Chosen by God
Ask God for your forgiveness
and while your at it
tell him he owes me some money for what I’m doing on Earth.
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