Poem -

The Things We Do

The Things We Do

My wife did everything for the Catholic church, ran errands helped feed the old looked after them. Give priests cups
of tea when they came to call asking nothing for herself no financial gain no praise just respect that all
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But when she became I'll no longer did they want to know her, so-called men of God ​​​​​who mocked her, ashamed of her mental Illness forgetting all the work she did for the church 

I have no problem with the church Itself, or people religious believes, but like every good thing in life gets contaminated by corruption that slowly eats away at the foundations destroying the very structure it was all created on.

"I quote"  If God did not exist It would be necessary to Invent him Don't get me wrong it not that I don't believe, I have my own beliefs, but mine don't belong Inside the walls of a Church, when Helen my dear wife died, according to religion I'm supposed to believe God called her, I'm sorry but did God not know her family and I her, our dearest friends all needed
her more 

And when I look upon all the evil the shootings bombing killing of good honest hard working people Children  animals Claimed to be done
In the name of religion If you were God would not be hurt and angered by that, would you not step In and use your powers to stop it?
If I'm wrong In what I say at the end of the day, then I will be judged like everyone else then fair play so be It.

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