Is it not ironic that you say you speak for a man who live and died for peace love and acceptance
Yet you preach condemnation with shame filled, hateful words
Are you garments so clean that you can act as the herald of a man spread his on message
And did so without malice resentment
I am no better because my word have there own air about them
For my only thought is who gave you the right to disrupt my train ride preaching
For all i know you are the man who so many call on in times of need and turn their back on in times of success
Manifest on earth testing the value of those who came after you, seeing if they are worth the the life you sacrificed
If so fail me now, for i like many others do not respond to brow beating finger waving dogmatic speeches
Maybe the vessels who someone your behalf should return to the old way of touching people's hearts and comforting their souls instead of punishing them for simple being made in your image
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