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just different

You ever think about how our opinions tend to form us, instead of us just informing others
We wrap ourselves in judgments, bound with guilty verdicts, because looks are receiving
I lost contact with the real world and fell into a place where thoughts defined as criminal
Caused me to stand trial in controlled circumstantial patterns of brainwave courts
Placing Orders of Protections on my subliminals, reducing them to minimals
For cerebral crimes of doubt and mistrust for Church & State, because they dont
Internationally relate to what I consciously equate in my “Picture This” debates
A mental-state in which disagreements with established timelines, that bind minds
Pre-occupy lines in verses, repeated in Places of Worship thousands of times
And still falsely define the divine when enforced by corporal punishment and death
You have the right to shut tha fuk up, so hold your breath, until no objections are left...
It got to a point where I couldn’t follow the road to Jesus’s Living-Word anymore.
So I hailed Mary and caught a cab to the Cross Roads and drank a whole case of
Baptismal Springs from the corner Resurrection store. Then I heard...
Behold I Stand At The Door...
Who’s Door and What For?
My Up is Down, cause when I stand as a man. I’m told to crawl on the floor
Bow before a Law that was added-on to Alter the Direction I was Born Again for
Now all I do is mourn again, more and more...
Because the spaces I was told to look for answers, wore Out-to-Lunch signs
And huge flames crackling sacrificial juices under a roasting Wild Boar.
Was this symbolic for man's worldly actions and the main attraction of Demons Greetings
With seasoned meatings of...Lawd! Thanks-for-giving us this sinfully flavored beast
He fell for our Tricks, now he's our favored Treat.
Lawd bless his wayward soles, then heap more burdens on his feet
And let him continue wandering down dark passage ways and dead-end streets
Because my X-mas gift IS, his Soul to Keep...
Hatemen!...
Now what was the meaning behind this statement?...This wicked abatement!
Is my reasoning reasonable? Are my righteous thoughts totally mistaken?
Who can I Trust for ANY Answers, If I'm Scared Of My Own Questions?
And How Can I Find My Right-Mind, If The Wrong-Mind Wrote The Lessons?...