I find it amusing
How you claim to be a pious man
And attend the gatherings every holy Sunday
And say you worship a deity
A lord
Higher than we could fathom
Taking words from a book
And twisting them
Till they form the shape
Of the words you want to say
That come from
A uniformed side
That sports an ugly bias
You say you worship your lord
But preach hate
You say you have faith only in your god
But you seem to worship
Your pride and ego
More than
The power, that you say
Is up above.
-n.c
