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A Message To Religion


You concour You divide Just cause I don't believe in what you believe in I am percived as a "devil" in your eyes I was raised to be a christian But found my own path to follow I have a problem with that you can't ask questions You are just supposed to follow Well i am Goddess A Queen A Spirtual Being I have set my self religiously free Because my God is not white But a Black Beautiful Queen And her self is ME I will no longer bow on my knees But I will stand tall and say my prayers out loud And at the end I will no longer say amen but Melanin!
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