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When I wrote this, I was an Atheist struggling against Christianity. Today, I am a Rasta struggling against Atheism, and it is just as relevant to me as the day I wrote it. I hope you feel the same way.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 110 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 2 - Published: 06-03-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2920493
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Who the F*** Are You?
You never bothered
To question your shepherd,
You never thought
To think for yourself,
You never wondered
Why you're always angry,
You never realized
That you're not living,
You never bothered
To listen as you shout,
You never thought
To shut your fucking mouth,
You never wondered
Why we're always angry,
You never realized
Why we're angry at you,
Who the fuck are you
To tell me what to believe?
Who the fuck are you
To tell me how to live?
Who the fuck are you
To assume you know God?
Who the fuck are YOU
To decide who WE are?
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