Church Girl

Look at you Judas. Sitting in the pews. Smiling for the people. They don't know you. I'm sIster so and so. I sing on the praise team. I watch porn at night. I give hugs to the Pastor and his wife. I dig chicks on the side. I clean up the trash left by the church members. I play that R&B music that makes me get naked. Look at you Judas, nailing Jesus to the cross. You ain't holy, you ain't saved. I know your secrets. You can't hide them from me. You go to church wearing those granny panties. You go to church with the bible clutched to your sides. Your whole life is a lie. I thought you said Jesus forgives sins. You look mighty guilty. Feel that? It's called condemnation. You're a waste of creation. Hey church girl, I fully understand. You needed a savior. You needed a super man. God wants to be your Lord. That's going too deep. You want him to fix a flat. You want him to make your screw ups better. You want him when you want him, you're just like Judas, a traitor, a thief, a liar. Hey there church girl you can be free, but what kind of devil would I be, to tell you that all along....you were free. -T.Christine 2015