Who's running this place?A Poem by Maxwell RyderWritten Nov. 2015
How ironic the world became, where people now wanna believe, but the secular powers wanna disembowel proles of their beliefs, when it took them hundreds, if not thousands, of years to tame them of their old creeds for the ones they now embrace; committing inquisition after inquisition, sending them on Crusades, burning folks at the stake, stripping them of every pfennig in order to get their loved ones and themselves to heaven from purgatory or Hell, so they could increase their weal, eat veal, and watch their victims burnt at the stake! And if you won't, then go to Hell - we have you a match and a pile of wood in the market square we wanna sell. And now they want people to go to Armageddon naked, sinful, girded in hate; and most importantly, without a faith! Who the f*ck is running this place?!
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