Did they insist on the “other” halftime show, 

The one with the fake Christians who are driven entirely by money, 

Led by one who faked a marriage to get her grubby hands on the reins? 

You likely know that motive well. 

If so, then you know what you associate with now, 

And there is not a true heart among them, not an honest soul, 

Sickos, perverts, and bigots are your people, though you claim piety.

But you always claimed what was not true, 

A true heart for animals, 

A lover of children, 

An love for literature, 

A faithful servant of your savior, 

A sucker for love. 

But you were never any of those things, and are not now, 

You chose those who only want expensive toys, 

No time for unimportant things like animals or kids, 

Things muttered for reputation only, without action. 

You’re wowed by the lavish, 

A seeker of diamonds and shows, 

A parasite in need of a host with the right salary. 

Love? The absurdity of the claim, for you balk at it without shame. 

No, you prefer the sexually perverse and the using, the controlling and insulting, 

Those who use and damage others and their things for jealousy, 

To prove their manhood by showing they have none. 

You had the chance for all you claim, to live that life. 

You chose the false one. 

No real Christian watched that hate fest. 

Did you, and, if not, how many of those you know did?