I was a child I had no sin but every week for some reason unbeknownst to me I had to go in the booth and confess my sins to the priest I was a child I had yet to be a sinner so I would go in and make up something like I stole a quarter from my brother I kicked my sister in the shin then the same thing happens the priest gives me my penance "go say some our fathers and a few hail Mary's but when I leave the booth and step into the dark candlelit cathedral with all the saints and Jesus looking at me like I'm evil I make a break for it the funny part about it all is I actually never was a Catholic I was there to get a better education than public school had to offer I guess I was a little Baptist and little Catholic Christian by the Catholic and baptized by the Baptist couldn't commit to either side first communion dressed in all white on my knees in front of a man putting something in my mouth that melted into a creamy substance "don't change the subject" the suggestive must be digested adults at the time overlooked the crime being committed as if at the time it was permitted I know things "I want to forget it" now everyone talking about it who knew priest were wicked and nuns were witches and what happen to alter boys when they pulled down their britches scarred for life based on parental decisions to give innocent children religion and the Baptist reverend deacon and first lady they ain't off the hook that's another story written in different holy book
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Shook In The Faith
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mlowe5 says: And I remember that day when I became the first Black Altar Boy. In the old days, people came up to the altar to kneel and take communion. When this White Devil look w up and saw me holding assisting the priest, he got up and refused communion! I (a PK) quietly whispered to God, "Have no mercy on him, Lord, for he knows what he is doing." I hear you Bro! ONE. Peace and Love. |
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love_supreme says: Excellent write. |
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