Each religion is diseased
With battles fought and won
Values loaded with belief
Yet fired from a gun
Teachers of intolerance
Who wear the robes of peace
Still my soul cries out to you
When will injustice cease!
'Love' and 'hope' and 'charity'
All are named and claimed
Yet they all result in hypocrisy
of the hated and the shamed
Religions damning finger
Condemning and oppressed
I remain your faithless outcast
For you leave me dispossessed
SC
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