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Holy Stays The Hole

Whether or not good intentions meant,
Remain that way...
To prevent more chaos and decadence.
Many will still attempt to convince,
Their beliefs to keep religiously...
Kept with wholesome pretense,
Can eventually undo...
Those embedded with thoughts taught.
To abandon their ancient,
Indoctrinated ways.
Once they witness and observe,
The sweat and blood of others wasted.
Declaring themselves anointed saviors.
Spending decades to have it proven,
Their way of life...
Of being entitled to delude and fiction.
Is the only to escape away,
From freedoms that prevents...
The enjoyment of immorality.
And the variety of its addicting decadence.

And so...
The expense of digging a hole begins.
With an attempt to implement,
Unknown and foreign beliefs.
Done to enforce and accept them.
This hole dug gets deeper.
And so does the investment,
Of expense and time to waste.
Regardless of those,
Shouting from the top of this hole...
Further dug to dig deeper and deeper.

But common sense and consciousness,
To have does not convince.
That an expense wasted,
With the hope to change...
Minds historically,
Committed to ancient beliefs taught.
Will never be undone to do.
By the ones insisting,
What they have created...
Using decadence to profit and worship.
Is a unique experiment.
In need of having it's own foundation,
Cemented and solidly rooted to ensure...
The chipping away until it crumbles.
Is not another myth they can afford.
To ignore the truth.
And a repeating of its history.

'They are all over the place.
Everywhere but on their own shores.
With attempts to get,
To the problems of others to correct them.
And yet...
In their own backyards,
Getting to the root of problems that exist.
They treat if not the cause,
Of a detriment homegrown to create it!'

'That's not patriotic.'

That is what I am saying.'

'And I am saying what you are saying,
Is not patriotic!
It is close to being blasphemous.'

'You're right.
Forgive my betraying treasonous mind.
Hold that outburst to my eyes.
Not my heart.'

'Your eyes?
What's wrong with your eyes?'

'My deceiving eyes keep lieing to me!'

'There you go, again.
Attempting to mix religion with politics!'

'And believing what is observed,
To witness it.
Has been my mirage!
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Submitted by lpahtillah on August 16, 2021

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