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Hypocrisy!
If i cannot understand, how can i claim to shun!
If it is not in my power to absorb, how can i dissolve!
The queries in my head aplenty
Society brings forth no answers
Tradition; followed like many sheep to slaughter
Yet, unprepared are we to question
Who are we to thank for our creation
Mystery is a guarentee
Simple science and explosive thought
or heavenly intervention shrouded in uncertainty
Bring forth the answers to my questions
And quench my doubtful mind of other options
You shall find in me only then
A willing follower in your beliefs
But until then i shall not bow
Stoop, sit below or fold hands before
A figurine in stone, wood, glass or paper
A book considered holy but written by man’s hand
Allow me the freedom to question as i am bound to
In the face of the crossroads society placed me
By virtue of time of my birth in an era
Of brilliance of mind and excellence in science
I was born to ask you why?
And yet i am placed before my mirror
I ask myself, what holds me back
Is it the the repeated preachings of those who lived before me?
I cling to my disbelief but am entangled in customs contrary
I run forward on an axis spinning backward
I cannot claim to be amongst your flock
Nor can i be excluded from your numbers
I am standing still in a throng that pushes me
Still trying to find my belief
But until i choose a path, i cannot be lead astray
So stop forcing your beliefs upon me
I cannot be convinced by force
I cannot be confused by untruths
I cannot be led by godmen
I shall try and find the thread of truth
Amongst the curtains created by your faiths
Until then i shall deal with my mind
And its inconsistancies
While i shirk the beliefs of some
And cradle close the beliefs of others
I continue to condemn myself
Indulging in the hypocrisy i detest
I am the epitome of confusion
I am the at the pinnacle of self doubt
Waiting for the moment of truth,
Should it come from facts and science
Or a blaze of light from the skies!
I wait in eternal quest of the truth…
All the while encumbered by hypocrisy - my self proclaimed disease!
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