Cults Poems - Poems about Cults

You see the ones who thing gender is something plastic you can change, people who back in better lines were locked-up for being insane, people who think a basic fact older than the species itself can just be changed if you ‘feel so,’ you think we would get them some help. Instead thy have become a cult, their words like religious belief, rather than teach...

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You see the ones obsessed with race, these days they’re as common as fleas, convincing themselves that pigment makes you all that you’ll ever be. That something as dumb as color defines the person you become, that your morals are due to skin, determines good and evil ones, that color A is oppressive, should feel bad because they exist, while B and C cannot be...

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You see the ones who claim women are always victims evermore, while at the same time claiming that they’re always strong, to be adored, push women to act more like men, that strength must mean the masculine, to be female you don’t have kids, or dare do something feminine, make crazy claims that men of old conspired to keep women down, ignoring that before the...

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Looking ’round it is sad to say, we who think that we’re so advanced, that cults are growing everywhere, it’s really getting out of hand. They make people think insane things, out of touch with reality, leave them unfit to face the world, and all of its uncertainties. It may be that nothing will work but giving them all a hard jolt, to break the...

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were many insults which were caused by many cults upsetting results...

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Be Not Afraid When God Says so everything is permitted The genocide on screens was sanctioned from heaven 800 acres 800 graves In the name of God Their Journey was hastened The heavens were opened "I saw visions of God." Ezekiel was preaching Be not Afraid The Government has faith The chief was ordained His cup was brimming A ...

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I'm an animal that barks in language archetype that we learned to repeat... We associate the situations with that language... And we repeat the sounds and signs every time it happens... That's how we live the normal... ! But not all us bark the same password... Some express what we don't understand, are they similar to us, but they are incongruously most different... Whisper different, vibrate different... We define them another caste... are...

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You follow like lemmings, blindly Hang on every syllable and noun Like dictates from the gods Do not disagree as banishment awaits. For those that veer from the chosen path A lonely road lays ahead, they use fear as a signpost To keep you on the straight Adulation and nothing...

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Cults bolts A belief in humans with differing names Demand and remand for fames How it started and how it ends Creates history a mystery with these trends. Culture is proved with publishing epics With heart stealing suave...

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