Oxymoron

You say you’re “faithfully fake” — what a twisted crown

A “righteous rebel” tearing others down

A “silent storm” in every room

With “bitter peace” you speak of doom

You love with “holy hate,” such grace, so cruel

A “humble throne” — you play the fool

A “gentle roar,” but every word cuts deep

You “watch and pray,” then go back to sleep

You walk in truth, but talk in lies

A “burning cold” behind your eyes

You say you’re “sold out” — to what, to who?

’Cause everything you say feels see-through

You’re an oxymoron wrapped in praise

With sugar-coated wars you wage

You wear a smile, but hearts decay

You bless the light, then block the way

You say “I care,” but watch me drown

Build me up just to break me down

So go ahead, play saint in the pew

But I see straight through the oxymoron you

You’re “deeply shallow,” always profound

“Pure confusion” in how you sound

A “saintly sinner,” on holy ground

But your love’s a lie that’s watered down

You preach “die to self,” then feed your pride

Say, “I forgive,” but never let it slide

“Compassionate cold,” your touch is ice

Your gospel’s just a game of dice

Are you “openly closed”?

Are you “boldly afraid”?

You speak in tongues but curse in shade

You’re “proudly broken,” “spiritually numb”

A ticking clock that’s never come

You’re “deeply fake” and “shallow true”

A “living ghost” I once looked up to

But now I see the signs, the clues

You’re not confused — you just refuse

You’re an oxymoron wrapped in praise

With sugar-coated wars you wage

You wear a smile, but hearts decay

You bless the light, then block the way

You say “I care,” but watch me drown

Build me up just to break me down

So go ahead, play saint in the pew

But I see straight through the oxymoron you

So keep your “genuine disguise”

Your “truthful lies” and alibis

I’ll find a God who’s pure and true

While you play church in tailored shoes