The only way to learn about the
honest truth is to challenge and question it. To question what I’ve been taught
instead of simply ingesting and suppressing it. To not ignore my curiosity for
the fear of someone oppressing it. To not cling to my childhood beliefs and not
being afraid of confessing it.
Question religion
Question church
Question Jesus
Question Christ
Question the devil
Question sin
Question it all
Til’ I get it right
Question the Bible
Question worship
Question society
Question prayer
Question fasting
Question hell
Question heaven
Question despair
Since religion is man made
So is the building we call a church
If God’s energy lives within me
Why would I go there to sit and
search?
If God created planet earth
Then I can feel connected while on a
walk
Or at the beach, or in a mountain
Or with a stranger when we talk
Or while reading a book that gives me
insight
Or in a car or in a bar
Yes, while drinking a martini
I know this sounds blasphemist and
bizzare
But not because it really is
It’s because of what religion teaches
It’s because you’re measured by a
book
And by what the preacher preaches
God will never ever judge me
But I bet along the way you’ve
learned to
Worried about my shortcomings and
lifestyle
You know, things that don’t concern
you
Books are meant to guide you
Your heart is meant to define you
The Bible is a book of reference
Not for you to pull scriptures that
blind you
You are not an upright person
By sitting in a pew each Sunday
Especially when you’re back judging
people
And lying to yourself by each Monday
Now please don’t get me wrong
I do not dislike church, I swear
But just to keep it honest
Don’t lie to yourself about why
you’re there
Maybe it’s to find a date
Or out of habit because you were
taught
Or maybe you just like the people
Or it’s a place to escape your
thoughts
You sit and pray and pray
And tithe a 10 percent fraction
You say “Jesus please take the wheel”
But what’s a passenger who sits with
no action?
Well what is even the point of
prayer?
If you worry and live out of fear
You leave everything up to Jesus
And let your free will disappear
All the talk about heaven and hell
I’m starting to think it was a
metaphor
People talk about them so vividly
But how many have been before?
The same people want to get to heaven
But are extremely afraid of death
If you believe heaven to be so
peaceful
Why are you afraid of your last
breath?
And if Jesus died for your sins
You somehow believe you are in
indebted
You think you owe him your life
I’m sure he’d tell you “Hey, don’t
sweat it
Just focus on helping others
You should never feel indebted to me
You have the same exact power as I do
Do not give all of the credit to me”
Some churches and religions controls
its believers
Creates division and incidentally
Causes you to think less of other
religions
Because they believe a little
differently
Therein lies my issue
Mi problema exacto
I’ll appear to be a non-believer
Because I’m a nonconformist who talks
facts yo
I can curse and drink if I want to
And have sex before marriage
And God will still love me
But maybe YOU will disparage
And of course I can care less
Because I judge myself by my heart
too
I treat others with respect
To make the world better I play my
part too
And I can admit that I am smart too
And that I have amazing talent with
art too
You haven’t realized you’re great yet
Because you let religion outsmart you
You give Jesus credit when things go
right
And blame the devil when they are
wrong
But what about YOUR thoughts and
actions
Maybe you’ve contributed to good and
bad all along?
I wrote this not to disrupt your
faith
Because I know God comes through in
the clutch
But you have to believe in and
worship yourself too
Instead of using religion as a crutch