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'' By Idiots Were Ruled ''

Our creator,
Are you really in Heaven,
Are you truly the being supreme?
With seeing you later,
The Human is driven,
Obey you and become part of your scheme.

When we pray,
Do you really hear,
Does it help to strengthen our case,
Who has final say,
As it isn't clear,
As we never see you face to face.

I'm not being uncouth,
But we're scared of death,
So, we pray for eternal life,
If it's not the truth,
Then our final breath,
Won't really cause anyone strife.

Who wrote the rules,
We're expected to follow,
Ten sins are a drop in the ocean,
As temptation pulls,
To most they are hollow,
The human is a sinner in motion.

The credit is yours,
When things go right,
If not poor Satan's to blame,
While you provide cures,
He tends to incite,
It's the threatened he likes to inflame.

Or are you man made?
To keep us in tow,
As we the majority are easily fooled,
We love a charade,
A fantasy show,
That's Why,

‘' By Idiots We're Ruled ‘'


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