The daily rantings

"Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs."

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Sundays.

Sunday Christians.


Whilst everyone's praying, do you think it's right for you to be distracted? Saying you love God and he is your one and only true saviour. Does that really make you a Christian?"


"You show up on Sunday to cover your back
You drop to your knees, as you genuflect
I don't believe your heart is really in it
It's only insurance to you, you self-righteous hypocrite

Because you believe that just by praising God everywhere, it would make you a real believer? Do you think that would bring you to heaven?


You live as a Christian only one day in seven
You believe that's enough to get you to heaven
Yeah, you think that you've got it made
Because you dropped an extra dollar in the offering tray


 You think God is forgiving and he understands, but God only needs just that little time in your life, just to be there for him, when he has been there for you all these time. And what do you do in return? A half-hearted reply to God? Because you believe there are things more important than God.


I see you standing there with a tired look
Lip-syncing hymns, having never cracked the holy book
I don't mean to test your faith or cause you distress
You should send your prayers to the right address 


Shouldn't you be praying directly to God
Instead of petitioning saints or His mom
I believe one should go straight to the top
I'm sure He will pass all your requests on


Because we live in an open society
It seems there is one God for you and another for me
Praying to angels, saints and other deities is false idolatry
There is only one light that any of us will ever see


 You blame God in all the bad that happens in your life, and what about all the good things? Credited to yourself?


I don't see visions in the bark of a tree
Mildew stains turning into Mother Mary
You say I don't see because I don't believe
I say you see because you are lost and need to see


Organized religion was created to control
Only a political business, not here to save your soul
I believe one should follow the goodness in the heart
God has a plan for all and we will all play our parts


Many men have murdered claiming it was God's will
But wasn't it God that gave the law, "Thou shalt not kill"
Those who do the slaughter sacrificed their honor for pride
This is the reason that, in His name, so many millions have died

You think Going to Heaven is your one golden ticket in life, you believe in the ten commandments but you never really carry them out anyway.


Buddhists, Muslims, Hindus and the Christ killing Jews
Are damned because they don't believe the same as you do
You say, on heaven's gate there is a sign
It reads "For Christians Only"; all others go to hell, so get in line


The first shall be last, the last shall be first
You can torture and murder every being on the face of the earth
On your death bed, with your last breath, you repent
Through the pearly gates you are immediately sent


While the person who lives his life just like he should
Does nobody any harm and all of his works are good
He will suffer and burn in hell for all eternity
All because he does not believe in Christianity


Nature is full of God and his complexities
The rain falls on the good, the evil, you and me 
The golden rule is the only way to be
I will treat you the way I want you to treat me


Follow that one rule and no commandments would ever be broken
There would be peace on earth; no lies would ever be spoken
But this is a dream that will never ever be
For we are only humans and our hearts overflow with lust and greed

Because we believe God will always be there for us, even if we turn a blind eye on him. For God is an ever forgiving God and he will pardon every sin just because he died on the cross for us. It means we can all be washed off of our sins. Which means we can continue sinning without caring two hoots that it may hurt God.



We all do what we must do each day to get us through
Every morning I say, today, I will try to follow that golden rule
Well, that is my philosophy and my point of view
And in the end, we will all be revealed the truth"

Judgement day comes, and guess what happens.




Italic was the poem of Steve Giacomini, entitled "Sermon".
Bold for things to consider about.
Underline for in depth considerations.

Literature. *sigh.

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