Contradiction

You speak of peace

and of love

and of acceptance.

But your actions

speak louder than you.

Your actions reek

of hatred and contempt

for anyone who

does not think like you.

You talk of letting anyone

join in your family fun,

except for those who might

need a family the most.

You join together once a week

to speak of love and joy,

basking in the glory of a great one.

But you spend the other six days

fighting against your brothers and sisters,

denying them the pleasures you enjoy

just because they are not like you.

In one moment you speak of

the greatness of heaven, where

all are to be alike. In the next

you condemn millions to

eternal flames, to burn

forever and ever, amen.

In the name of righteousness,

you have declared many wars

and killed millions of people.

And while you may not actually

pull the trigger, the blood of the

dead remains on your hands.

Wouldn’t it be ironic if you

were held accountable in the end,

and those you killed

in the name of righteousness

enjoyed the spoils you thought

you would receive, and you

were the one to burn

until eternity’s end?