Poetry Religion

There exist a religion
It believers are not in legion
Few they're but found in all the region
It doctrine I'll forever preach
I'll preach till it aim is reach

Let me sing this ballad for my religion
For even it believers are now erring
That's also the reason a lot are lacking
Lacking behind it riches and fame
They are selfish and find things to blame
Rather than support each other to grow

This religion is POETRY
it believers are the poet and poetesses
Their teaching is the poem
 I am a believer and I grow in it flame

©Michael Edison 
19/9/2016
11:28am
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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