Behind
their elaborate robes, embroidered cloth, mistruths furtively hidden,
A
litany of lies cultivated, within their fallacious world, of truth overwritten.
Priests
and their loyal deacons, peddling hate, war, and unorthodox politics,
Leading
their peasant flock, on an evil crusade, with holy water and crucifix.
Clerics
with their twisted minds, worshiping idols of destruction, and death,
Blessing
soldiers, tanks, rockets, and guns, that spread hatreds deadly breath.
Wildly
obsessed with deception, and revenge, condoning unforgiving crimes,
Urging
the bloodthirsty orc army, to duplicate the brutal acts, of olden times.
With
calls to “burn the pagans!” as their reign of terror festers, and spreads,
Their
rockets raping the land, while abomination manifests within their heads.
Waging
the awful crusade, upon decent people, innocent children of Ukraine,
Executed
in the name of God, bringing eternal misery, heartache, and pain.
Truth
and freedom inverted, in blasphemy of God’s word, by Patriarch Kirill,
His
loyal servants violating, the sacred commandment of: “Thou shalt not kill!”
With
testament of their brutal crimes, echoing on earth, and in heaven above,
His
soulless form, inconsiderate to, the almighty power, of patience and love.
Casting
aside kindness, in his evil crusade, against freedom of choice, and truth,
Enslaving
the world, in the yoke of darkness, destroying the fountain of youth.
His
hard-headed clerics, still cloak-and-dagger, stuck in the rut, of days gone by,
Bred in
the covert art, of clandestine missions, and surveillance, still active spies.
When
will the people realize, that there is no purity in his water, nor his word,
That he
has broken faith with God, that his irreverence continues undeterred!
Written By: Alan.Clark@WW1POET (August 2023)
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