When Sin Walked In

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Something I wrote over prejudice and religion.
Not to be confused with prejudice IN religion.

Submitted: February 16, 2013

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Submitted: February 16, 2013




When Sin walked in,

We judged her Sin.

She strode on the marble floor

polished by the poor,

Her leather combat boots stomping and echoing the loud shrieks of demons in hell.

And everyone turned.

They noticed her skin,

Too pale

They scorned her as sin,

She's dressed too dark.

Like the night.

Like un-peace.

Like the worshipper of something unholy

Unholier than Christ.

Her dark eyes looked nowhere but forward.

And her hair.

How distasteful is her hair.

She noticed the awry looks

Of distaste

Oh, how they stared,

and she saw.

But she strode on.

With the purpose of man

The willingness of man


When Sin walked in...

She had piercings in her face

How unholy to have piercings in one's face...

The virgin marry didn't have piercings in her face.

So why would she?

They glimmered in the light coming from the colored, tinted windows of the church,

Which in turn came from heaven,

Where God watched.

God watched Sin walk into His home.

The home of His Son.

His Spirit.

He watched Sin walk in.

And he didn't say a word.


When Sin walked in,

Tattoos marked her Sinful skin.

Black markings carved on her arms, neck, and God knows what else.

Black markings tainting her

Poluting her

Marking her

As Sin

The sinful marks on Sin

Brought judgement from the Unsinners.


When sin walked in,

She walked slowly to the front of the church,

She bent her knees to the altar made for Jesus Christ.

She brought her hands up to her face, in unision.


When Sin walked in...

She prayed to God.

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