Tyranny Of The Mind - A Sonnet Of Protest Poem by Richard St. Clair

Tyranny takes many forms, it's true;
But worst of all is tyranny of the mind:
It locks the brain in falsehoods intertwined
That only lead the victims all to rue.
The stranglehold of fundamentalism
Holds the world in its tortuous fast grip;
For some, I imagine, it's a happy trip,
For many others, a hell in apoctalysm.
I've been there, done that, to my detriment,
Not then knowing of its fecal nature.
I've since become, in faith, a simple creature,
And in free choice I feel my life well spent.
It irks me that so many are misled,
An angry judging god to mortally dread.