That Has Not Been Your Objective

I will not slip into wickedness, Because that is what you wish. Nor will I pray to be forgiven of sins. Or temptations you have teased me with. I am not the one, To be conditioned how to live. With your beliefs thrown upon me, To keep me feeling of myself as negative. This process you have chosen, To diminish my identity. Will never sit well... With contradictions you uphold. And do not dispel. But choose to dangle in front of me, As a process of an equality. And to find within restrictions, A limitation to place my need to be me... Will never satisfy an acceptance of a life, That is mine! With a pride and dignity I carry inside. With a presence I do not seek for you to define. To you I do not owe an existence, By which I will sit in a wickedness... Inflicted by your wishes, To teach as lessons preached. In sermons from pulpits to have me reach... For wings in the beyond. While you use my ignorance, To leech from me my freedom? In a continued display that maintains disrespect. And you want me to believe, This is all I can expect? If ever you see me on my knees... Not a vision of you do I have, Coming to my aid with aims to please. And blessings I have received from God, Has taught me the clarity of that! You are not the creator of my breath. Or separate dreams kept, To fulfill you can meet to satisfy or have met. And I have known that has not been your objective!