Chapter 2 - Amen
Submitted May 23, 2007 Updated June 22, 2007 Status Complete | The long awaited sequel with a ton more poetry than the last!!!!!!
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Chapter 2 - Amen
Chapter 2 - Amen
Amen
Why are you yelling at me?
Telling me what I should believe.
You telling me Im a sinner,
Then I guess we have a winner.
I will stand and spit in your face,
My faith wont quake.
Not before you,
In your T-shirt of blue.
Leave this holy land,
Go back to your Klan.
Dont come back to this place,
Dont show your face.
Go home
And be all alone.
This is the Mormons temple,
This is Gods people
And if you think youre the only one saved,
Wait till the last day.
Pick your picket sign up,
And close your mouth up.
So what if Im in a trap,
I believe the Book of Mormon is my map.
Stop quoting scripture.
Youre not even sure
In youre religion.
Why dont you jump into our skin.
Weve been persecuted,
Prosecuted
And hated for no reason.
To you, this must be pleasing.
So, dont lie,
You like to see us cry.
So what!!
We listen to a prophet.
What do you have?
Priest that is a mere man,
Too scared to say youre a sinner.
He has to feed his family dinner.
Our church is full of volunteers.
But you still sneer
At us.
Whats up
With that?
Go ahead and turn your back
On us and our religion.
Well stay here and believe in Him
And Jesus Christ.
Well bask in their holy light.
Well listen to the whispers of the Holy Ghost.
We know that we have heavenly hosts
By our sides,
Day and night.
You stand here before me,
Saying that nothing will save me.
You screamed during the Easter Pageant,
The story of Him.
Why didnt you listen
Or watch the pageant?
You would have learned of this great man
And his plan
Of salvation,
The basis of our religion.
He died for us,
And then returned up
Into heaven
To wait for our resurrection.
He gave us repentance,
Another chance.
This is what we believe.
Im not the perfect LDS child, you see,
But I am decent.
Decent enough to make the ascent,
Up to meet them,
In Heaven.
Maybe not the Celestial glory,
Thats the highest kingdom, you see,
But I will meet God,
And his begotten son.
This is the end of my poem,
I hope this explained us Mormons
To those with inquiring minds.
I dont expect you to see the light
But I say this in the name of Jesus Christ,
Amen.
Why are you yelling at me?
Telling me what I should believe.
You telling me Im a sinner,
Then I guess we have a winner.
I will stand and spit in your face,
My faith wont quake.
Not before you,
In your T-shirt of blue.
Leave this holy land,
Go back to your Klan.
Dont come back to this place,
Dont show your face.
Go home
And be all alone.
This is the Mormons temple,
This is Gods people
And if you think youre the only one saved,
Wait till the last day.
Pick your picket sign up,
And close your mouth up.
So what if Im in a trap,
I believe the Book of Mormon is my map.
Stop quoting scripture.
Youre not even sure
In youre religion.
Why dont you jump into our skin.
Weve been persecuted,
Prosecuted
And hated for no reason.
To you, this must be pleasing.
So, dont lie,
You like to see us cry.
So what!!
We listen to a prophet.
What do you have?
Priest that is a mere man,
Too scared to say youre a sinner.
He has to feed his family dinner.
Our church is full of volunteers.
But you still sneer
At us.
Whats up
With that?
Go ahead and turn your back
On us and our religion.
Well stay here and believe in Him
And Jesus Christ.
Well bask in their holy light.
Well listen to the whispers of the Holy Ghost.
We know that we have heavenly hosts
By our sides,
Day and night.
You stand here before me,
Saying that nothing will save me.
You screamed during the Easter Pageant,
The story of Him.
Why didnt you listen
Or watch the pageant?
You would have learned of this great man
And his plan
Of salvation,
The basis of our religion.
He died for us,
And then returned up
Into heaven
To wait for our resurrection.
He gave us repentance,
Another chance.
This is what we believe.
Im not the perfect LDS child, you see,
But I am decent.
Decent enough to make the ascent,
Up to meet them,
In Heaven.
Maybe not the Celestial glory,
Thats the highest kingdom, you see,
But I will meet God,
And his begotten son.
This is the end of my poem,
I hope this explained us Mormons
To those with inquiring minds.
I dont expect you to see the light
But I say this in the name of Jesus Christ,
Amen.
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