Our Birthright
A proprietary hold on God,
religion does proclaim
Defining what we know inside
our souls will they reclaim
The Cross or Torah, Buddhist lore
each ritual decries
What can’t be owned or scripted pure
through centuries of lies
Divinity a birthright deigned
for those who search to find
What God embeds in every soul
—that structure can’t define
(The New Room: May, 2022)
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