Deny What You Do Not Know?

Their judgmental eyes are always watching, Probing, searching for the wrong, A wrong that does not exist. A wrong that stems from the fear, The fear that springs forth from the unknown. It eats at them, Burns them. They deny the open offers of teaching, Scared they are to know the truth. The truth is different from the old ways, The ways of their leader: The holy one. Deny they will, Deny until the end, Never knowing that all blood is Red, All tears are salty and wet, All pain is felt, And all are Good and Evil. The choice is theirs, but deny it they do, What choice is yours?