Soul Purge

Bless me, father, for I have sinned
It has been years since my last confession
At least nine long years
Years of "sin,"
And these are my sins:
I have coveted that which was not mine
Both possessions and people,
And taken the lord's name in vain
More times than I could count.
I'm sure I stole an item or two
Over those "evil" years,
I have borne false witness
Probably a handful of times
Or more,
I have not kept their sabbath holy
In these years,
And, in a way, I have served others,
Claimed allegiance, or called others god
And placed these gods higher.
On the other hand,
I have honored my mother and my father,
I have not killed,
So perhaps I can be saved.
I have never been adulterous
Can I be saved?
Having only followed three
Out of ten
I wonder if I will be saved;
But do you even know?
You are only a human being.
A man,
A man in black cloth with
A look upon your face,
A look of superiority
That you seem to think you have over me.
Who are you to tell me
How to atone for my "sins?"
Isn't that a decision for whatever god does exist?
Isn't that god the only one who knows if I am truly sorry?
Just who are you to tell me
That because I choose to live my life
I cannot be saved?
So can no one save my soul?
Perhaps you are right,
Who knows?
Will I go straight to hell
With no stops along the way
For redemption?
Is there a special place set aside
For people like me?
I guess I will not know
Until the end is here
And until then I will not worry.
Instead I will try to live my life
As a good person
I will try to love those around me
And pray to a merciful deity,
God or Goddess
One who cares about me
One who doesn't require me to confess
The deepest, darkest secrets inside me
To someone, some man who does not know me.
Bless me, father, for I have sinned
It has been at least nine years since my last confession
But I do not care
And I will not share MY indiscretions
With anyone,
Anymore,
Anyone other than myself
And my higher power.
And I will not share
MY indiscretions
No matter how large
No matter how small
With you.