Pity The Blatant Piety Of Mankind Poem by Sam Raj

The dexterity of the humane mind.
Is absolving impossibilities.
Creating new avenues for possibilities.

Centuries of rancid practices of uncivil kind.
Fractures the people of this land, With impunity.
Religion has become evil.
Wearing the garb of spirituality.
Superstitions are brimming over with fear.

Godmem, priests, pastors, gurus,
Divine preachers.
Promoters of spirituality.
Demonise the simple spirit.
Sodomise the humane mind.

Politices of religion,
mind becomes bankrupt of reason.
Humans turn beasts.
Hatred their creed.

Killing their brethern.
Guilt has lost conscience.
No shape to describe.
Saintfield by blind faith.
Impaired vision gets the edge.
Seeing what it wants to see.

Yet faithfully rituals are practiced.
To sanctify themselves.
From mind games that they play.
That controls their every day.

In this toxic frame of mind.
Politicians play buffoonery.
Keeping the gentiles,
within a confined space in time.

Gospel of hatred they preach from podiums of power.
Vulnerable souls are purchased by money power.
Once trapped in their vice like grip.
Its jugglery of power words that do the trick.
They become the slaves.

They lead them to battle of a spiritual kind.
Intoxicated by religious fervor.
Hatred the step brother,
Is taking the lead.

Godmen are chanting praises,
invoking the pity of gods.
The blowing of the horns,
The blaring trumpets.
The shouting of words of praises of piety.
Demonising the minds of humane kind.
Atmosphere is eery, and charged with friction.
Mind is loosing, itself over matter.

Substance of the dynamic mind is lost in the din.
Tragedy of logic, loosing its sense.
Civilisation, unwinds; goes back in space.
Like, movies in old times.
Soundless and in slow motion.
Images are blurry in black and white.
The neanderthal mind takes control.
Life is near incomplete.

On the order of the leader,
These mesmerised soldiers march on into battle.
Destroying every one and every thing that stands in their way.

Religion is the only reason and passion,
for this incarceration.
No other conviction can transform humans
into demons.

Like my late friend said.
'MEN NEVER DO EVIL
SO COMPLETLY AND CHEERFULLY
AS WHEN THEY DO IT FROM RELIGIOUS CONVICTION.'
Blaise Pascal (1623-62)

Such is the evil force of religious conviction.
Look around, though centuries have passed by.
Today we live in this digitised World.
Of the twenty first century.
And play digitized war games from remote places.

Though there were, beautiful people who have changed,
the course of history.
Leaving behind a legacy
Of love and tolerance.
Its seems, its all in vain

We immortalise them,
by monuments and statues.
Poems and songs of praises and honoured titles.
Symbolic ritual of remembering the departed.

But secularism has lost its sanctity.
Subconsciously we let ourselved drown into this cesspool.

Faith must be choosen not inherited.
Faith has to be accepted not forced.
Faith should be within not without.
Faith cannot divide.

The late, Nelson Mandela, described the essence of mankind in a single beautiful word.
' O B U N T U '