From the bottom of my heart

congregation

Laughter erupted among them-

Best dresses adorned,
Best suits were worned,

Expressions all the same,
Brows fixed too high up, blame

The horrid society born
but definitely not the Sunday morn.

I sit in the pews, along
With you. But I do not belong

In the chorus of sanctimonious tones,
I'd much rather be at home.

I am a believer, most definitely
But even more certainly, I don't want to live deceivingly.

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A/N: I wrote this when I was feeling a little disappointed with some people at church but please note that this isn't a reflection of all Christians/churches. There are fake people everywhere, not just in the church. There are also good people who are Christians.