Friday, November 23, 2012

With A Preacher's Zeal

"With A Preacher's Zeal, I Screamed..."
2012

I feel you twist my words
The way you'd twist a vine
I see you hide your point of views
To try and make them mine
Friend, I see your sense of self
Is growing by the day
And that book upon the shelf
Has gotten in your way
So recite your every scripture
And sing your every verse
Thinking if we died today
You'd be rewarded first
But if you stopped to look
I think you'd finally see
That you and I are not alike
And that's alright with me
I see you at your pulpit
In front of opened eyes
And ears that are the culprits
Who digest the spoken lies
You have masked as answers
To the questions we may have
But it's your claims that make me smile
And slowly start to laugh
As you recite your every scripture
And sing your every verse
Thinking if we died today
You'd be rewarded first
But if you stopped to look
I think you'd finally see
That you and I are not alike
And that's alright with me
And then he finally turned to me
With a look of disbelief
As if it were my words
That showered him in grief
But now I've got his whole attention
Just as I had dreamed
And it was with a preacher's zeal
That I finally went and screamed
"You have no right to judge me
For you are not my Lord
And the things I choose to do
Are of my own accord
So you can save your saving
For those who need it most
'Cause I've done alright without you
And I don't mean to boast."
And as my words began to echo
I could feel the tension rise
As if I said the words
That unlocked some kind of prize
'Cause if there is a God
I'm sure I've earned his spite
But just because I've wronged
Friend, it doesn't make you right
For there's no price I wouldn't pay
Just to own my soul
But to me that doesn't mean
I must be under your control
So you can enjoy the view
When looking down your nose
But your frame of mind's too small
To hold my current pose
'Cause it's here I stand alone
On a trail that I have blazed
Right through the potter's field
You sheep have proudly grazed
As you recite your every scripture
And sing your every verse
Thinking if we died today
You'd be rewarded first
But if you stopped to look
I think you'd finally see
That you and I are not alike
And that's alright with me
'Cause you have no right to judge me
For you are not my Lord
And the things I choose to do
Are of my own accord
So you can save your saving
For those who need it most
'Cause I've done alright without you
And I don't mean to boast...

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