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Angels Conscripted


The sins of religion,

religion of sin

holding God hostage,

a prisoner within

 

An Almighty weapon,

inflicting great pain

heaven in bondage,

redemption in chains

 

The politics of religion,

its dogma a curse

with guilt as the wellspring,

all heretics thirst

 

Angels conscripted

the devil awaits,

for those who would question

—with hell as their fate

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2022) 

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