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April 23, 2012 / austreberto

Day twenty-three

a confession

 

i never know how to begin these

how they really work

it is my first time after all

so please

be gentle

 

sin

that’s a thing

apparently i was born with it

don’t know how

 

don’t know which side of the family i got it from

if that’s how it works

doubt that either would like to admit to it

if they did

 

well i know he didn’t get it from my side of the family

my mother would say

 

was told things like

thou shall have good days

(no matter how bad of a case of the mondays you have)

thou shall be awesome

(all day every day)

 

still don’t know what hail marys are

don’t think i ever will

 

don’t think god’s even spoken to me before

he should try some time

i’m a good listener

but i’m pretty sure we were never on speaking terms to begin with

 

at an early age

i resented the fact that i was born with sin

been told that meant i was going to hell

 

don’t know how to get there

asked for directions

 

but i’ll be honest

since i was young

i never liked how i felt with god

 

i grew up with love

thinking

that i could do no wrong

 

still believe that to be true today

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  1. Dark Landscapes / Apr 24 2012 12:19 am

    I really like this. I grew up in with parents who were very devout Catholics, so a lot of the images speak to me. (Confession, Hail Mary, original sin, etc.) I think the symbols of religion resonate, because they have been around for thousands of years and have been used for so much good and so much bad in this world.

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