Poetry about religion meaning compromise.

Cement

Hits you like a pastors serman on sunday night

Cement hits you like

A confession of closed in hail mary’s where you never went to church

Cement hits you like

A blessing of what the hell am I doing because 
Religion was never my name

But my soul is always searching

I don’t follow any rules

I don’t get constrained by the book

But that dosen’t mean that I don’t love with my whole

That dosen’t mean I don’t listen to voices

Because I hear you

I hear every brick of peace that throws through the window when the family is having dinner

And I hear every cry of help from the ally ways of dirt

And I hear my own heart saying 

I will never let your bricks break

Compromise means hearing all

And I hear you today

@ Camile McGregor