Paternal Religion

The foundation is shaky,
exposing the mask,
of the ritual and its shamans

Where substance,
subverted to sickness,
leaves trauma
in the name of profit

Your time was borrowed,
as you basked in the limelight,
yard after yard,
divinity the goal line

You tried to rule the field,
but no more;
Costing your religion and temple,
the price of dishonor and hypocrisy



OM, 2011