Just Showmanship Ii

The old man of his money, she threatens and refuses to redeem the deadliest viper amongst her peers, so she seem. It’s Friday, her acidic sentences, she won’t utter the day needs to be holy, evidenced by her cleansing with water. The structure mounted by the moon and star is a holy ground but her peace, love and happiness are yet to be found. A short moment when morality no more suffers her loot so this ego can actually walk on bare foot! Transmission of worship goes up through raised hands God must hear, prayers uniformly flooding like wands. Her head bow in supplication, bent is the waist sacred are these maneuvers, she can’t be in a haste. Total submission from the kiss of the floor and forehead righteousness so dramatized because God has said. The session spiritually ends, gradually rising is the heat meets the unbelieving neighbour who always deserves her beat. Anger not in the DNA which can make her kill coining such deeds towards heaven to pay her eternal bill. In a Den of human carnivores where religion is just a show people frequently change garments to join in the flow.