The Nun Changed My Mind

C Cynthia Buhain-baello Cynthia Buhain-baello
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At that young age, impressionable - I was very submissive to their rules Like earthly gods who were irascible Those convent dictators made us fools. At their command we knelt for hours Before what they called 'God' in a wafer Faith in that doctrine withered like flowers As my trust on those nuns would soon waver. At their clap we genuflected like robots In silent, unquestioning obedience But their cold stony faces showed us not A vague tinge or a hint of God's Presence. One day, I remember some school program When our number was over, I took the stairs A nun standing there lost her temper said 'Damn! ' The fierce rage in her face raised my hair. The red veins in her eyes almost burst As a violent anger consumed that nun Not knowing why, I think that was worst To this day I can't recall what I'd done. As a child I knew that God loved me true And He always gave Grace and Kindness That nun showed me all I must not do That Religion of Hypocrisy is useless.

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