None Other

Your God awaits within. There is no doubt.
Those costumed men who claim a pious heart
in truth, don't have a clue what Good's about.
They preach and take the alms, but have no art
to shed the stench and stains attained by years
spent blessing lies. With predjudice and pride,
and blunders built upon a billion tears,
they sell the Church behind whose cross they hide.
Self-redemption is much like giving birth.
It's pain and work, full lifetime's sacrifice.
For this end, we were put upon this Earth
to self de-shell the pearl without a price.
The grace from which we fell will be our floor
when first we dare to steer for that far shore..