This is my own poem, entitled To The Religious Hypocrites
People pretend the'yre saints
Oh no! You might faint
Rosaries, no mysteries
Crucifixes can't fix this
Can everybody chill?
I love this poem. This is when I realized that society really has put a lot of things in a child's mind. Especially things they have no idea yet. Like religion. In my country, you're still a baby and you already have a religion. I don't like that. I want to be able to choose my own religion. And I hate the fact that people tend to rely on something like rosaries, crucifixes, and wooden statues. Why would tou do that? They say to be closer to our Creator. I say, why build a bridge when there's no river. My thoughts.
Ps. At the end of the poem reads "From a Religious Hypocrite"