I illuminate my mind with devoted logic
Never again will I passively ascribe
To temporal promised salvation
I cleanse my eyes with holy water
Ridding myself of pining reverie
Fake cult with fakest prophet
Phony zealot, trickster- leader
Your immaculate love for all
Utterly rank, tainted sanctimony
Cherished creed an evil chimera
Multitudes adore, worship you
Impoverished individuals fall
Face down to the ground
Still giving beyond their means
Hoping for a sliver of affection
You preach acceptance, love
Be kind to all best as you can.
Everyone is so equal, so special.
That’s the rancid snake oil you sell!
Those able to purchase your favors?
Evidently are just a bit more beloved.
You weep bloody crocodile’s tears
As dejected devotees, many deprived,
Of any way to reach your affections
Depart, feeling worse than before.
Disillusioned, distraught, denied of
Pure friendship gospel, benevolence.
Salvation for love-starved lonely souls
Your liturgy, your anthems, your smile
Sickened so many sorrowful spirits.
Answer me this, big-tent showman
How do you meet your gaze in the mirror?
When your eyes reflect the lies told
To get your filthy tickets and trinkets sold?
Your mouth spills out lies and cries
Of being oh-so misunderstood
I heard you mighty fine, sinnerman
You just can’t deceive anymore.
I am onto your wicked design.
Don't think I won't call for curtain
Showing all the one behind the scam
Innocent people, looking for scraps
Of love, kindness, acceptance fall
For your good looks and pretty words
We all want to feel special somehow.
To prey on the young and innocent
Is a heinous crime you can never undo.
But I, once inside, who chose to leave
Can rescue poor unfortunate souls
Show them the mirror of purest truth
That their self-worth, respect, esteem
Priceless to them, is worth pennies to you.