What can I say other than 8 years of Catholic school affected me strongly... |
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. |