Not fed,
torn from faith
by men of
fierce hypocrisy.
Deny
his gentle guidance,
ignored
his call to service.
The failure of men
with empty structures
lay blame upon
the unaware,
to accuse of
blasphemic ignorance.
Convinced we'll go
at the taking away,
laughter at
the uninterred.
Your mouth is dry,
it never shuts.
Venomous bile
drips from the teeth
of your greedy maw,
molten hate called
love flows down walls
built on platitudes.
Slammed shut.
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