I kneel before no god’s hand
Nor no man of any other land
For I am one with the universe
With the collective I converse
And alone I will walk the sand
Tag: gods
A Cold Winter’s Night
Once upon a cold winter’s night
Snow began to fall ever so slight
The moon is full and ever so bright
On this night there is no fight
They come from all corners of the map
To connect and with the energies to tap
Where the ley lines come to overlap
Knowledge received will fill the gap
Knowledge of the gods to be spread
Secrets that accompany the dead
What knowledge was in their head?
What words could have been said?
We may never know of their demise
But to study their ruins we’d be wise
Who knows what profound treasure lies
Completely hidden from the world’s eyes
The God of War
To Christians and Muslims the same
One true God, just a different name
They believe in him ever so blindly
But their actions are not so kindly
There is no winner in this game
Let us begin with the Crusades
Fighting in the holy land decades
Many many lives lost for a land
That is full of God damn sand
To other religions throw shades
Now let’s move on to the trial
We all know. There’s no denial
That blind faith led to much death
Burned, hanged, or loss of breath
Malleus Maleficarum. Book so vile
Some sixty thousand witches slain
Because men had something to gain
Following blindly, they couldn’t see
That the church wanted controlability
And that, with witches, went in vain
How can they believe they are correct
When the Bible had a great disconnect
It tells similar stories to other religions
But those predate it more than a smidgen
Of course Christians will always deflect
The lesson here is obviously clear
They hear what they want to hear
And to blindly follow something
Means you don’t see everything
And blindness leads to great fear.