True Identity

Behold the glory,

The bible is a great story,

His story,

History.

A mystery to me,

I know what I can be,

The one you made me,

King of my reality.

So they can see,

Their true identity,

To end the misery,

Fed deceitfully.

Misguided for centuries,

Tied to fallacies,

Stalling spirituality.

Hiding duality,

Within a form of purity,

Tainted by the greedy,

To keep you needy.

Lost without hope,

Looking to the Pope,

Reaching for a preacher,

A shepherd, not a teacher,

Keeping you from reaching deeper.
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