Religion
Wrapped in clothes of holy writ,
Evil wears a sacred guise,
Shielded by its faithful flock,
Fooled by decades of comforting lies
Outside its hidden cloister it parades,
The naked ego cloaked in robes of white,
While deep within the dark it forges chains,
To trap the hearts and minds of happy slaves.
Copyright © Nick Ruff | Year Posted 2018
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