Suicidal Cult...

Its too similar,yes those stories...

Unfurled those flags of freedom,

talked into persuasion of righteousness,

only what it means,never known...



See,he bought his truth,

they bought his faith...

Lord became our teacher,

through a secret pact,

a Council,of selfish mortals...



Nicaea,its truth buried...

Washington,its truth buried...

Rome,its truth buried...

Jerusalem,its truth buried...



Its the Templars,or its the else,

its the Masons,or the else...

Its in faith,

the wheels of humanity...



Its Koran,or its the Bible...

The wheels,where none kills,

yet fights until they fail...



Martyrs unto the cause of God,

who knew,well,what truth was...

In truth,its all the same...



The mighty few,guide the masses through these lanes...

Killing,butchered,as they say for the higher cause,

but blood's all that's left,

in this Holocaust...



Now the God they say,

lives elsewhere,

its in the minds of those democratic and fair...

Those leading us,with their weapons in the fortress...

Those who fight,and kill humans,

with the strange stain...



A stain,where they kill,

and colour the victim's faces...

And with grief,etched on their masks,

mourn those victims they slayed...



Ah! The world,the wide world,

the ignorant wide world,

held at ransom,

by those few insane,

who think of their billion bills,

and their smelling fame...



Ah! The world,the simmering world,

the simmering losing world,

fooled into suicide,

by the suicidal cult...

Who but have built,

a clock that's ticking off,our time to stay

magnificently lame...

© Karthik Adithya Singaraju