USELESS CULTS

Despise them

And they recite you

Why let them criticise you?

When their head is just a physical being.

They are never prescribed

But they always think they are precise

We must keep them away from pre- sight

Tell them to retire and repent,

Else , they will be swallowed by the serpent

This poem is about: 
Our world

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