An opposition to a movement,
Will always have its followers...
To create with a doing,
Their own interpretation of truth to believe.
Only to feed the popularity of deception
In the beginning there may have been,
A collective approval all defended.
But labels given and chosen to bear,
Keeps those separately worshipping...
Ideals they profess depicts what is best,
For only those 'baptised' to feast and share.
An opposition to a movement,
Will always have its followers...
To create with a doing,
Their own interpretation of truth to believe.
With a promoting of 'inclusivity' falsely to achieve.
And even though the end result of the message,
Is the same.
There will be those within their specific factions,
Who will proclaim their beliefs,
Are divine in meaning and have never changed.
Contentious and self-seeking,
To serve.
Divided in cliques.
And quarrelsome to dispute agreements sought,
Within their own groups to benefit misfit egos...
Splitting with an objective to win,
At the expense of their own detriment.
And doing with a blindness fought.
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