“ What Will Hold Sway ” ~ to be rid of hate ~

 

One ceases wonder

What might hold sway,

On yet reached state

Gone beyond late,

Would set us free

In time be rid of hate,

To not play race

Nor creed or faith,

Means embrace bait,

Preached by man dubious

In a dogmatic place,

In grips now held as bold

Where power so extols,

Man would find to call fate!

 

ode, to the overpowered by hate,
the world over…

 

“ Oh Ignorance ” ~ save us from the holy man ~

 

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