People said
the world is flat
has four edges and a strap
Gravity is only a myth
People say
life can exist without love
work all day and pay the bills
lest you sleep under the bridge
people say
it doesn’t matter how you lived your life
the day you die is more important
their insipid hearts glazed over
people say
work and till and earn your bills
go the streets and squander it all
all in a bid to fit right in
people say
there is only one way, ours or none
Only one god, ours or none
rebuke it and you’ll walk the plank
people say
wear mink coats and leather shoes
Your stone cold blinks must blind others
when you die, we’ll judge you still
people say
love yourself just as you are
and if you don’t, go under the knife
but when you die, we’ll judge you more
People say
all kinds of quatsch
pretend they care, yet judge all day
helping each other dig their grave.
People spend all night in the church
shake and tremble under the alter
roll around in dirt and dust
leave that place the same they went
People preach to you at end
You should live your life this way
then lock their doors and do the opposite
while you weep and wonder what’s wrong with you
People judge the dead for how they died
spit and dance on open grave
never mind the way they lived their life
then yell, I am christian.
I’ve learnt to smite what people say
their hearts overrun with wickedness and spite
smile in your face, judge behind your back
the only One to trust is Yahweh