OctPoWriMo 7 - Dear Church

Dear church, I see you
Singing, speaking words of love
Then doing just the opposite.
You stand up to pray:
“God, I thank you that I am not like others…”
Like the Pharisees of old,
You will be passed over.
For God has chosen the weak,
The shunned, to confound the strong.
Crucify him. Crucify them.
We will rise again.