Poem About Religious Hypocrisy
Questions Asked of our Betters
It is not your domain.
It is my name that you tried to smirch.
It is our right.
It is their time but their time
Is running out.
It is not about where I went wrong,
Where you did.
When did it bigotry under other guises
Why do the rules you preach
Falter and fail when applied to certain groups?
How is it that you can do this and see nothing wrong?
Why is it that you can inflict suffering
And do it with impunity
Under the decree that you uphold?
Why can I not tell your compassion from your oppression?
Your judgement from your acceptance?
Your love from your fear?
Your subjugation from your emancipation?
Your salvation from your perdition?
I ask these questions not because I don’t know the answers
But rather because you don’t.