My Religion

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Pray.

Grasp these beads, they are your home

For the temple lies within

Pray.

Sit beneath His feet

Your body belongs to Him

Terminate her image

Her life in your mind

Pray.

Let the flame protect you

Its gift in strength

Ancestral intentions

Words birthed upon infancy

Burdens paralleled in honors

Your fortune summons a life

Acting amidst the stains

Of your misdirected past

Pray.  

Cultural misconceptions

Led you astray

Engulfed your spirit

Claimed you to your surroundings

Pulverized your collectivist core

Where are you?

Presently dreaming

Pleasurably destroying

Your familial future

The fault is your own

Success belongs to them

Leave my mind

For an empty conscience

Carries no guilt

And yours has inundated

Our hope

Pray.