Staring at the picture – was that me?
Did I once hold that book so firmly?
A few months old, I couldn’t see
I would grow to despise its word so fiercely
Walking this road –it’s been my own
No other way I can condone
That book in hand, hand-built for drones
I shall not be its fucking clone
Two-thousand years against mankind
Snaring us all in a poison bind
Pull the veil away – I think you’ll find
A clever ruse to keep us blind
“Love your neighbour as you love yourself”
But what if he’s conspiring against my health?
That notion taints the term ‘love’ itself
Promiscuous spirits in abundant wealth
“Love no other higher than I”
But what have you done except sit in the sky?
Ensnaring the multitudes with your lie
Extolling your subjects to conform or die
You rationalise the worst abuse
You deify the trait of being obtuse
Your sovereign gospel serves as a noose
To strangle those you deem refuse
You sanction rape and genocide
Your casualties have multiplied
Freedom of thought you must deride
Lest it kill you like pesticide
My life is mine, now free of you
I’ve jettisoned your twisted view
Cast off the dogma, start anew
I need no faith to know what’s true
MRDA
(2003)