pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of our death

i was a child prepared for the rapture.

i chanted prayers as greetings and got a two pound coin from the priest in return.

selling indulgences on the playground in exchange for rubber bracelets.

baptised Louise, confirmed Bernadette.

mum gave us a pound every time we went to Church.

100 strawberry sweets on a Sunday granted me salvation.

while on my knees, i would let my eyes wander to the Stations of the Cross.

to my right, Jesus has fell.

to my left, Jesus has been stripped.

ahead, Jesus has died.

He died for our sins.

what a waste of death.

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in the end, fire will rise and Hell will reign on earth.

baptised and blessed,

when They come i will go to the skies.

bathing in the eternal light.

He will ignore my blood-soaked boots and scarred face,

for i went to confession when i was nine years old.

all of my mortal sins, forgiven in 60 seconds.