Against The Stereotype

No more.

I'm not listening.

Never again. Not even for a moment.

I won't be fooled any longer.

When you accuse my words of painting with too broad a brush, I'm not listening anymore.

When you say you are pro-life, you gotta be kidding me, I'm not listening anymore.

When you say it's about God, country, and religious freedom, I'm not listening anymore.

When you say I'm overreacting, backslidden, "woke," and killing babies, I'm not listening anymore.

When you say you love Jesus, want the best for me, and quote the Bible at me, I'm not listening anymore.

When you say God favors, blesses, and sides with your beliefs, values, and aspirations, I'm not listening anymore.

Today, I've heard and seen enough. If I wasn't convinced before, I am more than convinced now.

Your cheers and gloating say it all.

You don't love life, you love taking pieces of mine.
You don't love Jesus, you love seeing my pain and suffering.
You don't serve His Kingdom, you serve whatever is against me.
You don't want a better country, you want a worse country for me.
You don't want good things to succeed, you want to see me fail and struggle.

Your joy is found in my sorrow.
Your freedom is found in my imprisonment.
Your "win" is found in my loss.

Your faithfulness is calculated by my demise.
Your god is worshipped by my condemnation.
Your life is sustained by my death.

You are nothing without something to be against.
You are nothing without something to hate.
You are nothing without a power to control.

Your cheers and gloating say it all.

Compassion, humanity, and goodness have all but been lost in you.

This is how I feel.
This is what I see.
This, I can now know, for sure.

Here’s the thing... I am just not smart enough for this many people to be this much stupider than I am.