On Bended
Knee
Why do we
sacrifice ourselves to cleanse?
What
drives to seclude and bend the knee to Thee?
Surround
ourselves with walls and bars to keep?
Us in or
them out, so begs the question of the purpose in life
Angelic
voices that draw by singing, so resonate
I sob
with that feeling and holy imagining
That
perhaps perchance there’s soulful awakening
A
connection that sings to a place known: before birth?
Emotion
on high, is this a hymn in my mind or a feeling of prayer?
A human
emotion that rises when the world is my crisis
A homily
heard through unsolicited faith
That
religion is order but which are fake?
Hypocrisy
is the constant where faith is held out
Derision
by the faithful of those that are without
A bright
sun unexpected on a heavy clouded day
It’s all
what we make it, Liberty’s
foray
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