Believing Beliefs Poem by Rozmanshah Abdullah

We are not subservient
to our supposed divine dealers
We owe it to ourselves
to tread on our chosen alleys
Seeking the light seeing past the multi-coloured neon lights

What status quo
are you talking about
What revelation
are you going on and on and on about

Faith is never static
never definitive never stuck on regimentation
Reimagination nor reabsolution of make-believe beliefs