I was born a slave
Raised on microwaved lasagna
and Boston chicken
Sprayed in the face with lysol
All of my feelings ignored
I existed to glorify God
and enjoy Him forever
if He chose me for everlasting bliss
instead of unending fire
Day after day
I was given schoolwork
I was handed chores
I was screamed at
Spit on
Beaten with wood paddles
and plastic paint stirring sticks
by cult leaders
I was forced to mow large lawns
with extension cords
and no pay
Waking up early each day
I was forced to sit in classrooms with bigots and pricks
I had few friends
and no one cared
I became sheltered, stuck at home
day after day
night after night
When I grew up I was given a real job
to caddy for wealthy people
swinging clubs at tiny balls
I would often leave my post
and steal porn from Waldenbooks
When I buffed floors and cleaned urinals
I'd steal Newports from custodians
and smoke weed and pop pills during third shift
I ate cid and psilocybin to escape the pain
I moshed and raved to vent my rage
I drank and fucked around to indulge the passions
I lived paycheck to paycheck
eating junk food religiously
to chrismate what could not satiate
Everywhere I went I was sold shit
Shit to work for
Shit to shop for
Shit to live for
Shit everywhere that could not escape
without dying
Then one day I decided to end my life
and pull the trigger
and repent
of my slavery
to my childishness
to my laziness
to my virtue signaling
to my hypocrisy
to my lusts
to my dishonesty
to my resentment
to my indifference
to my ignorance
to my immorality
to my foolishness
to my addictions
and accept my slavery
under a new Master
as a doorkeeper
in the house of my God