Unfinished Unmetered Unchristian Poem

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The best things in life aren't free;
they aren't easy, and often disagree
with preconceived notions of reality.

Growing up a Christian Boy
in a Christian Town with Christian ploys,
I found that Christians would regularly employ
the antithesis of their mission and destroy
a naïve little child's spirit, once filled with joy,
leaving the child with Science his only toy.

How do they use the symbol of a dove,
while leaving me bereft of "Christian" love,
and waiting for יהוה up above
to point me in the right direction with a push or a shove
instead of hitting me with a boxing glove

It became abundantly clear
that I shouldn't fear
our god so near
as to be everywhere,
but no where at all.
With science, suffering suddenly made sense
become more than needless pennance.
"How could I have been so dense,
to live with the pretense
that a god in shining armor
would suddenly rush to my defense?"

Yet I must confess,
I was not out of this godly mess,
As I continued to divest
A lot of energy, to supress
my belief at family's request
and avoid a formal inquest.