The Truth (my poem)

by Big Jim 1 Replies latest jw friends

  • Big Jim
    Big Jim

    The truth is something that was built on guilt and fear.
    Your going to rot in hell son, you know the end is near.

    You better pay your dues if you want to be blessed.
    And if you fall in to sin, to the elders, not God you must confess.

    You better go to the meetings three days a week.
    And you better knock them doors you better hit that street.

    We need you to come Sunday to help clean up the hall.
    I will vacume the carpet,you can clean the bathroom stalls.

    The elders preach from the stage, do you think you could do more?
    And you cannot forget that they are keeping the score.

    They say you got to do more because we are living in tne time of the end.
    Dont you want to live forever with all of the friends.

    You know what I say is that they can take all there fear and stick it up there ass.
    Because I am out and free finally at last.

  • Fredhall
    Fredhall

    Big Jim,

    I wander what was the last time that someone told you to stick it up your ass?

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