Catholic 26

So proud are you that you cannot state your fault?
So high and mighty fair and logic halt?
So absolute that body tastes of bread.
So self-defeating reason’s put to bed.
Embrace your fear and your punishment.
Deny man’s nature with the weeks of Lent.
(yet wallow in the agony of tempt)
Know no God, until you die unsinned.
Yet if it’s so no man knew God as friend.
You praise the gift he made from dust.
Yet to forsake not what you must.
You praise His name for what was good.
Yet to forsake not what you should.

So proud are you that none but you know God.
So high and mighty you escape His rod.
So absolutely that no more you entice.
So self-defeating you fail to see the price.
Oh life of waste! A suicide from Word.
That gave up life, for something so absurd.
(there is a song called life you have not heard)
Know no God, for you will die alone.
But be not sad, happiness is life’s own.
You worship Fate and not His name.
Yet truly you were not to blame.
It’s strange how stories do succeed.
Just be careful what you read.