Self Confession

Burned into our young souls

Hard core
Sunday school indoctrination

Theology, dogma and ancient rules
spun from a good Catholic education

I learned by rote
those ten commandments
written by God himself
as interpreted from
a best selling book
they made into
an epic motion picture


the pious playbook
did not penetrate
my hedonist core

cause when it
comes to these
damn commandments
that define sin

I must confess
before the
stone throwing

I’ve broken them all

More than once

In a variety of ways

But hey!

I carry the guilt
that humanity
has carried
through the centuries
right into chemical
psycho therapy

My bad


do I get any
heavenly credit
for all the times
I obeyed
the do the right thing rules?

Can I get an amen?

Maybe my chalice half full?

Not easy being saintly
in the 21st Century

Sinner to Saint

About @stgreenie

I am my own best friend because I do so enjoy my company

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