Megan Schreiber Poems

With one drink I am new
A complete separation from the good
And a heavy concentration of bad
In this body I am young and sturdy
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People say religion is like a game show
We all choose a door
And in the end we find out who chose right
It’s a gamble, it’s a bet
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The words mental hospital
So harsh on the tongue
Bringing negative thoughts of the people there
Most the people there were not mentally insane
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Every Sunday morning
They wake up extra early
Spending so much time
Putting on their suit and ties
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Within all men there are two sides
The uneven mix of dark and light
The good and The evil
Even the purest of saints have a dash of rage
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Born in a prison
From the womb of a prisoner
Born with drugs in her system
From her addicted mother
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