Oh Loved One
A poem about the dangerous misuse of religion.
You’re more afraid of what I think
Than some of what you believe
Shape and mold your fleet
But your hill only gets more steep
Tell me, and don’t keep it brief
How does it help you sleep?
No facade will help you choose
Morals, grandkids, or your decision
You say he can fix my imperfections
What part of myself do I have to lose
To be who you envision?
I don’t hate God, you do you
Oh loved one
I just wish yours would love you too.
About the Creator
Cooper Austin
I am a progressive voice from Davison, Michigan. I will major in Political Science and attend Eastern Michigan University through a Presidential Scholarship after achieving two associate degrees at 19. I strive to be the change I fight for.
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