Religion Part 2 Poem by Samael Wolf

Religion religion
how they love their pigeons
even though they call them sheep
either awake or while they sleep
they storm the place infecting their 'morals'
that they cannot conform to
But religion depends on the ignorant
for their bread and butter
not to mention fine cars and fast women
beg for pennies from the fearful old
tell them if they donate they will walk streets of gold
censor me you hypocritical hose bags
you will not stop the truth