Astray

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Voices loud and glare,
Melodious rhymes bursting out,
Song seems to draw attention,
Passerby I was,
I suddenly find myself in the midst of the congregation.

Standing at the doorway,
Absolutely no idea when I walked in,
Too late to turn back,
As I was ushered to front citadel.

With my apologetic look,
I stroll to seat,
Hands hanging behind,
Their Eyes scrolling,
Reading my profile,
Giving me the sinner look,
Whispers Swamping.

Had they known,
I was led to the gathering,
I was pushed by an unseen force,
But they stare like I missed my way,
They shake their heads, disapproving.

I grow angry!
How can you judge!
Hell! I look like the devil himself,
Aren't there room for repentance!
I am weakened by the show of incompetence,
Yet you claim Believers,
How do you save?
When all you do is condemn.

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