The Thoughts Of A Ghanaian Agnostic Christian

Tears on the mausoleum floor and you know that’s for a king,

Blood stains on the colosseum doors for the slave who wasn’t worth pin.

With lies on the lips of priests,

And Thanksgiving ceremony of the nailing of a carpenter to a cross disguised as a feast,

The hypocrisy of these times ain’t lost on me.


I am stuck wondering if a thug’s prayers will now reach

the heavens.

Or if Pius is pious because  God loves pious,

Or  God loves pious because Pius is pious.

I am not even sure

But I guess if  even a little bit of this hypocrisy will be in heaven

Then perhaps I’ll be better of in hell.

That I am very sure of.



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