circumstances of this baby's flesh

Written by: bias fields

They cut baby's flesh
foreskin for god 
forsaken modification 
reflect on what they have mistaken 
for his true words 
I'm not real 
never loved you 
and never will 
this illusion 
you have fused 
with delusion
only to manipulate 
and distribute  
your hate 
and well deserved fate
will come soon 
the world is passing this evening 
and your end is at noon