Thank you so much for your poem's reply.
The verses you wrote, I must now defy.
You've read all my verse and learned all my views,
And now I look forward to all my reviews.
I hope it's a poem that everyone loves,
And I am so happy you put on the gloves.
If you show it to kids, do not hold me libel.
My poem's not for children, just like the Bible.
Whether it's God or his son, Apollo or Zeus,
Religion is a form of child abuse.
You're young and naive but you still have a heart.
Then why join a cult that tears them apart?
Like deadly poison from a spider's bite,
Your church is a killer of all that is right.
You say you won't fight in this war I begun,
And I won't be caught in the web you have spun.
Though I call war on religion and cults,
I fight only against their evil assaults.
You told me my poem was lacking respect.
Your church is a sin, what did you expect?
Do you really think I'd act all polite,
When you fight for what's wrong and against what is right?
This war has already been fought for a while.
To sit back and do nothing is far from my style.
If you are going to be a pastor one day,
Please pay attention to the words that I say.
You'll never know what real love is,
If you follow the Bible and do what it says.
No need to be sorry for what others have done.
Their pitiful actions cannot be undone.
But you do have the choice in the path you create.
I hope you choose love, and never choose hate.
I know that your pastors never get paid.
This is more proof of the claims I have made.
The greatest scammer your Apostle must be,
To trick all his subjects in working for free.
If he steals all your money, then he's still just a louse.
It makes not a difference the size of his house.
For many cult leaders, sometimes all they want,
Is power and fame, and the thrill of the hunt.
But as you have said, you are only just kids,
Led by a prophet that Jesus forbids.
Your apostle deceives you with his wicked tongue,
But all the more wicked when he preys on the young.
Your mom is a pastor that deals with my kind,
But she'll never be able to brainwash my mind.
I'm sure your mom's humble and gives love to you,
But suppose you were gay, would that love still be true?
Would she stand with her faith and believe you're bizarre?
Or would she be a real mother and love who you are?
It's true I do not know you, but I do now have a clue.
I know that you're a girl and I give my thanks to you.
Women are very special, now and way back then.
What does mommy think about submitting to your men?
And if somehow you manage to resist the lies they tell,
Would mother worship such a god who'd put her child in Hell?
You see I care about you, I only bring you love.
That is why I fight against your evil god above.
Hatred will become you if this evil you can't see.
There's so much hatred in your cult, that's why I had to flee.
I never gave them money, but I gave them so much time.
But any help one gives them should be treated as a crime.
The more I get to know you, I think you're pretty bright,
So I wonder why a girl like you would join the Christian fight.
You say that as a Christian, you fight for what is true,
But science now and never will support your sacred view.
The Bible that you learn from says our earthly home is flat,
But don't you know that science never once supported that?
But when you Christians know you're wrong, as in a case like that,
You reinterpret all you've read to believe a well known fact.
Truth is hard to know, just what is absolute,
And science is the only way to make it resolute.
Theology will never show you anything that's true.
Science is the only thing that'll bring that truth to you.
You asked that God would bless me and you treat this as a prayer.
You blindly put in all your trust to a god who isn't there.
But it's just your way of caring, and know I love you too,
But I will do much better, for what I believe is true.
Do not trust a fairytale, I think that's rather odd.
The love you get will come from me and not a made up god.
If you really do not want me to tear the love you feel,
Then I expect the same from you, so make the gays a deal.
When gay marriage comes along your way I hope you let them wed.
Instead of tearing down their love, please remember what you said.
I wish your cultic group would think, about all the ones they hurt.
Love cannot be earned when dragging morals through the dirt.
Thanks again for writing back, I hope you write back more.
The more I teach you not to hate, the more I win this war.
I will not stop this movement, I'm more than just annoyed,
And I will always stand for truth, even when your cult's destroyed.
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