Blasphemy is the beauty of thought and idea,
Superstitious people know it not
The beauty of the idea,
The dark age medieval people
As those who do blasphemy
Or have the guts of abusing God
They too are gifted with
The creative urge of questioning
Which but the conservatives and the orthodox
Know it not, realize it not.
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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