Oh give me ignorance,
To spare me teachings
Of spiritual convictions,
And poisonous creed,
Dubiously fabricated
By mortal made man,
In his bent to control
His fellowman’s soul
Thus so to wallow
In holy excesses
Of immoral greed,
The while he infects
The vulnerable minds,
With fictional stories
Of hell fire binds,
Thru shaman like pawns
Feeding the venom
That renders soul blind!
remembering Christopher Hitchens