The thumpers

will proselytize

to anyone who

will listen.

They don’t want

to discuss, God

forbid, debate.

They want to tell,

to speak,

inform to convert.

They stand

on a thick pulpit bound,

They, their only source

of information.

 

They frighten me.

They ask me to pray,

for they will pray

to have my soul.

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