Sin, according to those in the know
can be committed and then lovingly remitted.
All it takes is a paid remittance for which
said sin remission is granted with indulgence.
By paying my way, so it is that they say,
with remittance my guilt is pardoned
all at once, and thusly,
Religious enterprise thrives,
a consequence of my temporal sinful existence.
Religion only if a god, because of
delusional intoxication being like love.
Look both ways because some god needs your money.
Mind the gaps and the go-betweens, who never seem to have enough.
Our Literary Journey 
Ah yes. George Carlin is the exclamation point to your perfect poem! I am always amused that in all the small towns in Quebec, the church is right beside the hotel. That way, you can frolic the night away, drinking and dancing and whoring at will, then ask for forgiveness the next morning. What a perfect setup!
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Indeed. I am glad that works for them. 🙂
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Yes – Makes a mockery of people who are truly spiritual – good take 🙂
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You’ve put into words what many of us think. Sin today, forgiven tomorrow!
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Thanks Bill for your cristal clear and creative poem on the biggest bull..story of all time…probably offended a few….but sometimes you gotta say what you gotta say. Happy week, no guilt.
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In his memoir of the craft “On Writing,” Stephen King wrote, “If you intend to write as truthfully as you can, your days as a member of polite society are numbered anyway.”
Have a wonderful week, Susan.
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