Deception’s Decrepit Dioses
Exposing the Architect of Spiritual Apathy
Exposing the Architect of Spiritual Apathy
Rivers run through,
Projecting spewed,
Misinformation for the spiritually abused.
From Dragon’s slavering fanged, Serpent-slicked tongue
Lies masked behind incomplete truths to hide.
The Power, The Majesty, The Glory. The Rise.
“Make it all mundane!”
The deceiver profanes,
“Press it not, lest we verify!”
He arrogates by diversion’s whit to defy,
Speaking of Truth like illusion to deny.
The hope to the hopeless.
The healing for the heartbroken and breaking spirit’s cries.
Hidden by outsourcing suffering to heresy.
Lies intermingling truth with objectivity,
Domineering over the Divine as “other,”
Dismantling families from foundation to form.
Destroying through division those perishing, shorn-
Family’s sheltered oaked-over canopy.
Well pleased is he, who divides through dissolution.
Fattened wide on spoils righteous and Sacred,
Saints’ blood dripping from fanged face.
On Couches round the world, his influence presides.
Lies and half-truths mingled amongst our youth to design,
Apathy, isolation, unity defiled,
Desperation, and powerlessness —
Unless we Arise
Eiri Waters. All rights reserved.
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