A Rant

You! Harbinger of wars Impeder of enlightenment I beseech you Begone, begone with you Cease beguiling The weak, the meek With atonement For alleged sins Cease spearing The flesh of the simple With your evil seed Behind the vespers In the corrupted house Of your alleged God For my eyes are open I see the veracity Behind the fraud Scoundrels that you are You think you own By lies sown Spewed forth from The house of Rome Intimidators of purgatory And hell Inquisitors of death I pity you For, you Rule by fear And fear alone