Introduced in the youth,
As so many demons are;
Stripping away innocence;
Creating emotional scar after scar.
How much better it would be
To leave the children alone,
And let the decades naturally flow by,
Marveling at how much they have grown…
But some children are destroyed
Before they even have a chance
By Biblical ideology
That destroys fun, happiness, and romance…
Some people were never born
With a fair shake.
Seemingly, due to the evil actions
Of one particularly devilish snake.
People are dying
Due to mankind’s corruption;
While men preach of Hell’s inevitable
Horrific, destructive eruption…
There is no hope
In the minds of these men;
In their hearts, or their words,
Desperately lost in sin.
All they can do
Is destroy other’s lives
By consuming with fear
And deceiving with lies.
God bless those who never heard
The damned word of God.
Although it isn’t perfect,
They can probably enjoy each other’s bods.
The grasp seems to never let you go
Once it has hold.
Introduced into your youth,
With you, it grows old…
It doesn’t seem like
It will ever go away.
Regardless of what your Christian friends,
Or even Christ Himself, might say…
It becomes a part of your personality;
A part you most want to revile;
Saddening your heart,
Darkening your smile…
Despite the fact you know there’s more,
You can’t help but lament
At all the time you’ve wasted,
And the futile effort you spent.
There’s a reason you can’t really let go
Of the horrors of your youth.
They affect you for the rest of your life,
And that’s the horrible, sickening truth…