What Many Have Said To Say

There is a Hell,
Many have said to say.
Where evil dwells.
And in minds many have,
The use of them seem not to stay.
Even to pray those thoughts away.
Back to a doing of evil to share,
Many return to do.
With a going through the motions.
As if done to prove,
Their misdeeds and evil attitudes...
God immediately on Sundays removes.

Forgiveness to give it,
Is an expectation to come.
Regardless of who is witnessed praying,
In church with everyone.
With heads bowed and tears dropped.
Listening to hear a preacher say,
'You all should stop.
Pretending to be Saints.
Saints you are not!
Saints, you ain't.'

Then again the preacher will begin.
Discussing their evils.
Devilment and observed committed sins.
With everyone then,
Looking at each other with a disapproving...
Pretentious dignity.
As their noses go up,
On others sitting in pews.
Dressed to charade in masquerade.
The demons they are.
And others too.
Seen jumping to their feet to loudly testify,
How they were able...
To live through the week.
Pretending to be faithful and obey,
But it is such a relief...
What had been done through the week,
God has erased all of that.
Since in God's church,
Misdeeds done to others don't forever last!

And all agree.
To shout AMEN!
Together as if to sell,
A product commercialized.
Sold and done well!