The Rarest Of Rare Religion - Version Two

The Rarest Of Rare Religion

Nothing in this world could faze him not even scared of God as what he took on in this world

Always faced life with boldness and conquered it with heart like a force that could not be stopped

Yet whenever he was in his presence he could not help but wonder what did it ultimately mean after all

And in the silence of his brain and quietness of his life he could not bear to see his own reflection and what it said

And this head that would not bow to any force in this universe would bow humbly to his might as religion that he was.

The rarest of rare religion that you then get to see as he realizes what's right and what's wrong

The flagship he would have fired and yet what he does admire in this universe that sometimes can be one big noise

Where it sometimes becomes difficult to separate facts our ignorance of the unknown yet our innocence about the known and the way the truth is supposed to get lost

Our belief system that makes us who and what we are as the religion we happen to be in this universe

Yet the way we get lost as something with utmost confidence we have always known for sure even with the obvious starting in the face as facts.

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