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RELIGION!!

LIKE THE CANVAS OF MICHAEL ANGELO,
RELIGION HAD THE OPPORTUNITY 
OF BECOMING SOMETHING BLESSED 
AND BEAUTIFUL.

A BEACON OF LIGHT,
SHINING IN THE CRACKS AND CREVICES 
OF MANKIND DARK AND DEPRAVED SOULS,
FREEING THEM,
FROM SATANIC POWERS 
OVER THEIR MISERABLY LIVES.

BUT THAT WHICH WAS GIVEN TO MAN
BY THE LIPS OF ANGELS,
AND WRITTEN BY THE FINGER OF GOD,
MANKIND HAS PERVERTED, AND CORRUPTED,
LIKE HIS DISOBEDIENT, AND DEFILED HEART.

THAT WHICH WAS SUPPOSED 
TO DRAW MANKIND CLOSER TO HIS GOD,
HAS BECOME A STINCH IN HIS NOSTRIL
AND AS VOMIT IN HIS MOUTH.

SO MAN IS LEFT TO HIMSELF 
TO DO AS HE PLEASES,
THE BLIND, LEADING THE BLIND,
AND THE DEAD, PREACHING LIFE
TO THE LOST.

RELIGION!! 
Man’s ultimate defiance.

WILFORD BARKER.

 

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Wilford...

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Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

 

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Nancy Mcgowin

Wilford

Powerful and meaningful as the artist who writes and paints a beautiful work of art.
So many just don’t take the time to see or believe.
Appreciate your write.
Best Wishes
Nancy
 

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