Defiling the Unknown
There’s no bigger threat
than what’s still left to know
Its backbone religion,
as it sits on its throne
What cannot be stated
and proven as fact
Evangelists kidnap
and wear on their backs
With prophecy wrapped
in their folly misled
What’s still undiscovered,
leaves dogma undead
But then when the darkness
moves into light
Revivalists shout,
claiming: “See, we were right”
Leaving two kinds of liars
in this world to be shown
Those twisting the truth
—and those defiling the unknown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)
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