Poetry about religion meaning compromise.

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Cement

Hits you like a pastors serman on sunday night

Cement hits you like

A confession of closed in hail mary’s where you never went to church

 

Cement hits you like

A blessing of what the hell am I doing because 
Religion was never my name

But my soul is always searching

 

I don’t follow any rules

I don’t get constrained by the book

But that dosen’t mean that I don’t love with my whole

That dosen’t mean I don’t listen to voices

Because I hear you

 

I hear every brick of peace that throws through the window when the family is having dinner

And I hear every cry of help from the ally ways of dirt

And I hear my own heart saying 

I will never let your bricks break

 

Compromise means hearing all

And I hear you today

 

@ Camile McGregor

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