I think.
Society is a waste.
Their time spent on holiness.
How have we allowed religion to surpass freedom?
Looks over money,
life is backwards.

I think.
But no one can hear my thoughts. 

I protest.
Who's to blame?
Less religion more freedom!
Our lives are not yours to control!

I protest.
But no one answers. 

I scream aloud.
Societies principles drowning me
in their spiritual backwash,
my voice is forgotten.

I scream aloud.
But no one answers. 

I begin mumbling.
Whose turn is it to lead?
When will my hour come?
Too many have grown weary of everyday life.

I mumble.
But no one answers. 

I go frantic.
Two for the price of one.
Come closer and she dies.
Take aim,
I do not care.

I go frantic.
Someone listens.

But it is far too late now. 

cori graham