Sadness Of Your Judgement Poem by Saint Cynosure

You chose the beast,
became his bride,
a lesson harshly learned.
Enjoyed the pleasures of your flesh,
away you never turned.
Laughed at those that pointed out,
the wickedness enjoyed.
Twisted scripture for your comfort,
self rightouness employed.
Followed men of little faith,
who were not wise or true.
Who took your dime,
and feed you lines,
that its them who could save you.
Judgement comes and your to blame,
your sadness hard to swallow.
Should have read the book yourself,
this CHRIST you were to follow...