Upon First Coming Across A Scott Cunningham Book
Oh, why did I read it?
Why did I look?
I curse the day I saw that book!
It was the pink cover that drew me,
with a fair woman, robed,
barefoot in the grass while incense smoke flowed.
An altar of stone--
such a charming scene!
But Witches are supposed to be wicked and mean!
The told us in church--
the Pastor had said
That Witches were evil and better off dead.
They bedded with Satan,
the turned away from God,
This silly pink book-writer must be a fraud!!!
He said Witches were people
just like you and me.
That they honor nature and divinity
They don't call up spirits,
Don't promote evil,
He said-- Ha!-- that Witches don't believe in the Devil!
He said that they even
BELIEVE in GOD--
That He's BOTH Male and Female-- isn't that odd?
He tells us that magic
is not a dark art--
that their magic and our prayers are not far apart.
He said its okay,
that God won't be mad,
that He won't strike them down or consider them bad.
This must be a joke,
It has to be crap!
An evil plot or Satan's trap!
This guy must be lying--
no way is he right--
Witches are heretics who good Christians fight.
He's trying to trick us
his words are a lure
He's decietfully trying to steal my soul for sure.
Either that, or he's crazy--
He's deceived without question;
If Witchcraft were so beautiful, why would anyone be Christian?
If it were so lovely,
And God was so kind,
Everyone would-- NO!!! He's out of his mind!
Jesus, He loves me
In God I trust
The Church condemns Witchcraft, so I guess I must.
Besides, if it were true,
If there were more than one way,
then the Church and the Bible have led me astray...
HA! Thats just SILLY!
It must be a sin!
And just to prove it to myself, I'll read it again...
A Year After Coming Across a Scott Cunningham Book
Oh, there's my book--
I forgot it was here;
You know, since I got it its been a whole year?
I'm so glad I read it,
it opened my eyes.
What I thought was a plot was a blessing disguised.
It sure shook me up at first,
then turned my life around.
And thanks to its author, my true path I've found.
I've finally found peace,
I've finally come home;
For the true nature of the Divine has been show.
To think, my old church
were the ones who decieved;
It had me a wreck with its dogma and creed.
I could almost laugh
at my own narrow vision
-- I cannot believe that I ever was such a fundamentalist Christian.
I cannot believe
I trusted that bit--
that the Divine was a bully-man on an ego trip;
or that his little red enemy
booby-trapped the Earth
and that my very soul's nature was sinful at birth.
Oh well-- no more now;
I'm free of that jail.
My soul has been liberated, and its not for sale.
Now I relate to the Divine
Without shame or fear;
And I finally truly feel It's loving presence everywhere.
