Veneer of Religion

Let us take off the veneer the comforting illusion and cosy half-truth blow out the candles make a wish say a prayer prepare for letdown the purpose of poetry if rightly said and of satire certainly said is to strip off the veneer of comforting illusion and cosy half-truth and our job as I see it is up to you and me I am wiser than religious folk because neither of us know anything of the great or good but they fancy they know something as I do not know anything so I do not fancy to say so Yet I appear to be wiser than them because I know what I do not know