Hurt by the church and since become an atheist I discovered this poem which sadly reflects on what occurs in all too many churches. I wish he had met the church I am in, or one similar.
They preach about fulfilling life,
But are the cause of endless strife.
Despite the power of what they say,
It doesn’t take their lusts away,
There is no limit to abuse,
When “what I want” is on the loose.
No wonder now that I would lurch,
Despairingly from church to church,
In search of what should really be,
A love and power that could change me.
Instead of that they took from me,
The means to live in luxury,
And squeezing dry my life each day,
They’d throw the empty husk away.
And then at last I saw for sure,
The motivation all too clear,
I left the church – I did not grieve,
But somehow yet I’d still believe.
There are too many hurting victims of the church as it ought not to be out there.
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