Convenient (sarcastic)

Convenient.
My faith is quite convenient.
I like it.
This is good.
It's good for me.
Do you agree?
Well, actually, never mind!
I've no intention of the kind
That would impose my belief
On anyone. And this is stiff.
I'm sure in that. I'm all for that.
We choose the things we like. (Well said!)
It's helpful, good.
It's tolerant.
We're free to choose
A shiny brand
Of faith we like
Or we create.
Convenient,
It's convenient, mate.

My God is also quite convenient
I thought him up,
And he's quite right.
I looked him up
On some website.
He's good to me.
He won't disturb
I called him "jesus".
Well, why not?
The "Golden Calf"? -
It sounds better.
‎But "Jesus" is a brand.
‎Let's set it.

My life is quite convenient too.
Enjoying it? - Oh, yes, I do!
I'm doing what and when I want,
And jesus is my saviour-god.
I'm good enough though often wrong.
But!
The faith of mine is very strong.
And jesus likes me as I am
Whatever sin I do again.
He's only strict to weird guys
Who do bad things and aren't as nice.
My god is good, he's good to me.
The way I thought him up to be.
He'll never call me up for sin.
It would be quite a cruel thing!
My god is chill. He overlooks
My sins, I mean mistakes I choose
And then deliberately do
When my temptation slowly grew.

My life is good. My god is nice.
My faith is like a tasty rice
It's simple and... enough, no more.
Let's say I'm Christian to refer
To some belief I hold on to...
Or wrongly think and guess I do.

My jesus's nice
He is for me.
My "home boy"
I made to be.

What is the problem in my head?
Do I believe in something said
Or written or described or what?
Or Jesus's testimony, word?

What my belief is grounded in?
I need to know it to be clean
And to accept Him as the Lord.
He's not a "home boy". He's not!...

Andre Anokhin
5.06.2018