Wicked Goodness


Holy, you say you are

Worship the Almighty God

Praise Heaven above the stars

However, you believe you are not flawed


You are quite the preacher

No evil, have you ever done

But you are a sinful creature

Take a close introspection, be stunned


Next time, before you preach, try thinking

Judge yourself, before you condemn

The odor of your deceit is stinking 

Soon you will no longer convince them


My so-called teacher I bid you goodbye

Honestly, I cannot hope we meet again

So I will depart without one slight sigh 

For you have truly made your bed


Now it is time for you to see

Before God, you now stand

He will recount your evil deeds

And Heaven, be you banned




Awesome poem.

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