Sinner

 Father Sam- or should I say, Brother Samuel, oh how far you have strayed from the path!

The one that was set many moons ago when we just children on this earth! 


You see brother, I have not come to confess my sins in front of the all mighty Lord himself, I have come before you today, for you, my fallen brother, to confess your disloyalty to God! 


I always had the understanding that you had been sacrilege victim as a child and that this man was not a man of god but simply your father. Dearest brother, my sympathies are with you during those difficult thoughts as I have reminded you of a sinner, though, you are as much a sinner as he once was. 


Through the words of an old flame, i am led to believe that you had partaken in an act without the consent of your once trusted lover. You abused your relationship with this woman and have sinned. 


My brother, i can longer take council with a man who claims to be a man of god and on the other hand be a man of sleaze. 


Oh how far you have fallen my brother. 

We were brothers of god, brothers bound by a simple journey and now you have tarnished the once special bond we once had. 


May god have mercy on your soul during the afterlife. 

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