poem1 "Abandoned by my Religion"

Abandoned by my religion


I was chosen to be perfection
Watched by the Master's eye
Scrutinized by the elders
Of the churches of the world
Found unfit by the holy men
Beneath their throne I crawl
To find redemption
To redeem my fall from grace
At the time of my birth
Born to sinners
Born to sin against God's written law
I am the example used
For evil
I am looking
Without seeing
I am lost
Without knowing
Where to rest
In this war zone
Of religion

by Richard Schemmerer