To Group and Believe
TO GROUP AND TO BELIEVE
Man is a social animal
Yet he divides himself most finely
A niche for every aspect of living
He creates to make his life worthwhile
Religions despite their ultimate common goal abound
The soul is controlled as intimately
As is the believers’ will
It seems we must be members of a group
To exist
A flock willing or forced to be led
Each group is an exclusive sect
With its own claims to the rights to eternity
That on occasion harbours fanatics
The utopia of an all-embracing humanitarian society
Easily trampled
In order to boost membership
No room for the outsider
No compassion for the uninitiated
Only righteous indignation
When you do not belong
Praises are lifted high
To a god or a man who occasionally hears
The multi facets of this mighty being
A quagmire that only the zealots can wade through
Discrepancies in dogma and creed abound
Passionately the leaders defend the idiosyncrasies
Of a belief that on occasion
Has limited modern appeal
Their crusaders challenge all
Dissenters within cast out
With no brotherly love shown
The mind and body shackled to the leaders sense of
Right and wrong
Room only for soldiers to the cause
Who obey unflinchingly
How long till the great one above arrives
Here on earth
Where some would argue he should always be?
A chance to see the dogma becoming reality
To confirm its authenticity
Copyright © Evrod Samuel | Year Posted 2012
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