we are not sent into the darkness.
there is no crime committed from platform of unforgiven.
no matter how far we stray from a destination of good,
we are never truly lost.
regardless our acts of careless abandon.
in spite of our behavior –
reckless indiscretion –
we hold within the fabric of our being,
guarantee of freedom –
pardon for sins we’ve yet to commit.
callous –
with less than intentional conviction –
fabricated semblance of faith –
we stand defiant in the face of chaos we most surely designed,
yet refuse to kneel on alters we demand.
foolishly indignant –
testify in courts of contradiction –
oblivious to our flagrant acts of treason –
forged certificates of Christianity in one hand –
while the other holds a hammer and three nails..
standing too close to the edge 