A worm, speaking to god, can’t escape being a worm, it is his truth, and it must echo out,

The words of god, are twisted, to conform,

To the selfishness, of a worm,

I'm looking at you, religious leaders,

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Dirty priest, little boy bent over,

Trusting and waiting, he can’t escape,

Putting his trust, in a worm,

An animal, can’t escape, being an animal,

So what is religion, why do we seek out god,

To seek the path forward, its not,

To claim divine right, it’s a path of learning,

Do you believe in what you’re preaching?

Or is it a tool? To take advantage,

Of the divine, whatever, I’m not your father,

But I have an inkling, all demons,

Will at least, learn to recognize the devil.