Damnation Donuts

by Elizabeth   Jun 2, 2017


Jittery-talking like some kinda addict
You really had me going for a while there.
I thought it meant you were supposed to be a prophet in another kind of story
But you happen to land in the middle of mine.

Took a half step toward redemption and stumbled over my own laughter
I found I never could get over them telling me redemption meant forgiveness.
I understand I am not your usual kind of cynic but
How was I supposed to explain forgiveness to a boy
who's fists understood hatred before his mind had time to define it?
I couldn't explain it and so I turned my back
and now the church is looking at me like I've been speaking in tounges,
It's fess up or get out in here I guess,
How should I know?
I was overlooked and therefore got away with certain behaviors.
Sneaking out of church, for example, to wander the halls
Wondering if this meant I was closer to Jesus or further away
And not really feeling too invested in the answer.
If the eternal damnation of my soul
Rested on how many donuts I ate,
hiding in the coat room with the other troublemakers at church...
Shit, save me another one, those are my people.

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  • 6 years ago

    by Brenda

    An honest write, it's not easy to question your beliefs and have others look at you suspiciously because you aren't God fearing enough? Stronger than most people....