u/Alone-Patient-7979

LIE AROUND
Keep lying around, you’re losing respect
Pointless circles, the sheep may detect
Maybe just another Mandela effect
Or just another glitch new words can correct

Lying is and has always been a tricky art
I’m not saying we’re dumb but we sure ain’t smart
All the kings horses behind the kings cart
Lying in wait tears our patience apart

Prophetically speaking, unrealized is a lie
So we spin in circles, keep wondering why
Scratching our heads, let out a cry
Maybe it’s time to just say goodbye

Truth never spoken meets guessing unclear
Maybe it’s time to get the hell out of hear
Or walk the lame walk with cotton in ear
Give them a seat but don’t let them steer

I am not tame, perhaps an impetuous fool
But I walk the walk chanting the golden rule
All of us are equal, treat no man cruel
Scripture wasn’t designed, a dominant tool

It’s funny really, but nobody can laugh
Good mixed with evil has a better half
Good are the misguided, I hope they might ask
Are we truly true, are we up for the task?

So in the story of how this insecure, insignificant, tiny little religion came to be in the world. Was the world without truth from after the apostles were executed up until 1879 when a kid, was what? Inspired ? Anointed? Dropped out of school at 14 without any theological study or training selected by God Almighty in Pennsylvania to get the Watchtower going for these last days, (that keeps getting delayed) ?
I’d be a little suspicious of his knowledge of such matters. Yet he did indeed build an empire. Then he died on a train and nothing he taught ever came true.
Then the Judge takes the helm, changes the truth. Preaches like a hellfire preacher, builds the business up, builds a mansion off the coast of California for Moses and the prophets where he spent winters. They never showed, he died. That was how it all began. The press pressed on and here we are….still in business but only with one tenth of one percent of the population at best. Armageddon postponed time and time again waiting for the crowd to become greater….I guess.

Your loving religion taught you hate
To judge others and to seal their fate
Your brothers tell sisters what they can do
Submission seems the only path they offer you

The curious brothers, the sisters must obey
A little twist of the scripture to make it fit
They’ll shun and hate you, just do as they say
Their crooked, sly mouths are so full of spit

The light gets brighter for every failed date
Crinkle the page or crack the slate
One thing won’t change, their universal hate
Send out more carts loaded with bait

To love is to hate not sin but every traitor
Pray for his quick destruction, if he disagrees
When he leaves the club, call him a God hater
Pray for Armageddon, the majority will cease

Yes, you’re all so special, selected…you know for sure
The men’s club in New York receives new word
Did you count seventy times seven, then slam the door?
You’re blind to reality and that is what’s absurd