Unbelieving Believers

Heavy with thoughts that abort sleep My mind goes on a pilgrimage to the sky The view from above makes heaven cry The earth is plagued with despotic souls And altars of different creeds are soaked With the blood of innocent worshippers Spilled in mortal conflict in defence of God Their ancestors did not serve and who They have no knowledge of But claim monopoly over So, they seek to invoke lightening and Draw rain of misfortune upon all Who will not beseech Divinity as they do Or believe their half-borrowed beliefs That deify robed beings on the rostrum And abhor supplication made in solitude And broadcast water offered the thirsty Or rags put on the backs of the destitute In concealing their sumptuous abstinence Their faces resemble those of mourners They profess compassion but will drive Seared iron through penitent reprobates Declaring them undeserving of mercy Intoxicated in pious conceit They seek to cause pain because They possess the power to hurt I too have read from the books they wield The letters do not preach hate for neighbour