In the Pews

How can you write about God
Living in this secular world

Unmarried, having sex young girl
Laying with a man
Not your husband
Missing church every Sunday
Listen to that music you play
Sinner

How can you write my story
And you don't know me
I am more than you deduce me to be
I lay with a man that loves me
What happened to no greater sin

Yet you judge me, where I've been

who I am

Hypocrite

For God so loved the world

but he could never love you girl

posting jokes 

instead of bible quotes

Spiritually disabled

You bring nothing to this table 

And on his right hand I sit

so what if I'm a Hypocrite

He does love the world 

and he loves this girl
He didn't give his son

For just you one

Or only those sitting the pews

The ones who

gossip and carry news

(to be continued, maybe)