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Rites and Wrongs
This write suggests research of many slants
To seek the truth in what you hold most dear.
Tis not the preach of other slants but rants,
Which force beliefs on those who cower down in fear.
Reflections on the tomes of writers past
Remark agendas with a need to bring
To light the mystic words that prophets cast
Which spread the rumor
We know not why the Wind sweeps insolence
Into the space of grayish rooms unseen
And presses some to scoff at reverence
For black robed shadows knelt and bowed in holy scene.
A Rock holds sway while scratches on a stone
Dictate the path of hallowed righteousness.
The charlatans of Orders set the tone -
A faith too much diverse invites the hot abyss.
The stream that’s meant to wash away the stain,
Which nascent blooms bear from the first of breath,
Flows muddy and opaque and reeks disdain
For isms which express another line on death.
Deceitful acts, to shelter sins, are taught
And practiced oft by fiends of equal bent
Who offer bounty when their rogues are caught;
Their shrouded malice deemed a minor, lone event.
But yet the seething silence in the guise
Of those who’s offered trust was thus defiled
Is broken only by their troubled cries;
A shameful stigma cast upon them as a child.
So tremble not to dash the age-old trends
With questions bracing your unruly pose;
And stand alone, if need be, from your friends
For surely your stance deems as much respect as those.