One million sins

 

Congratulations!
This is your millionth sin
And just because your poor
Or black, female, gay or more
You’ve been condemned to hell
To writhe in Satan’s fires

This was the way in the old days
When God was cranky old man

This is what’s happening today
Where God is a fluffy little lamb

Abortion clinic bombings celebrated
because women can’t think for themselves
no The Church, The State must do it for us

The Pope, still infallible and elevated as
a God on this earth, in a billion heads,
says the poor are virtuous in poverty

You can still buy your way to heaven
The powerful do as they please
The priests kiss rings on their knees

So while you simply desire another
Of any shape, size or colour, or
Want some more of those precious dollars
The rich and powerful can do what they want
For their sins are not merely human
But those of millions of little gods
And the Church needs money in its vaults

So don’t be ashamed of your sins
Your one million ‘evil’ sins
A million times you were human