Why I Despise "Traditional Christianity" but Love Jesus

Amena Brown took the words right out of my mouth

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This is the true story of ONE poet picked to stand behind a mike
To find out what happens when you stop being RELIGIOUS and start getting REAL
This is my Real World and you might think you know but you have no idea
So let this poem be the pages of my diary
Cuz I’m about to share my secrets
Brothers and sisters lend me your ears and if you have some, lend me your tears
These are intimate fears of an ex-religious fanatic who was like a recovering addict
Just trying to stay clean but my religious ROUTINE kept leaving me feeling FILTHY like dirty magazines
Just call me Jacob, cuz I walked with that limp
But don’t call me out of my name cuz even though I was mentality pimped
I was living in a bubble, kind of like, kind of like the dice in the game trouble
And if this is the game of life, I tried to play my cards right
But you got to play the hand you were dealt right?
So I came to a fork in the road and took the hard right towards freedom
I was on my way to the Emerald City
Trying to find the courage to have a heart and use my brain
So I followed that yellow brick road only to find that everything that glitters ain’t gold
I figured that nobody would believe that I had to LEAVE the church for a time to SAVE my soul
See I worshiped God, THE INSTITUTION
Cuz I didn’t have enough mental constitution
And this is about more than yielding to a building
Or PIMPING the Holy Spirit for just one more GOOD FEELING
NARROW is the way and so was MY MIND
Cuz I like to get high…as long as it was “HIGH and MIGHTY”
And I wanted to tell the truth as long as it meant that I was HOLIER than YOU
Thought I knew HIM cuz I wore his T-shirt like I was part of his crew
Even had the keychain that said “What would Jesus Do?”
But I DIDN’T know what Jesus knew
Jesus knew that freedom was as simple as taking in a breath
He knew that if I found HIM then I would find myself
Cuz if you STRIP religion NAKED all you’re left with is PRIDE and TRADITION
It was my way of creating my own highway to heaven
As if God wasn’t nearer to me than the sound of my voice
And I wanna know HIM, I want to know the sound of his voice
Cuz if you listen he speaks in the sway of trees
And I don’t want to miss a single word he has to say
This is a true story of ONE poet picked to stand behind a mike
To find out what happens when you stop being religious and start getting real