When true religion dies, fake cults rise.
For Nature abhors a vacuum. Nations
Turn to flags of bigotry, not the wise
Teachings of the prophets. Crazed notions
Replace spiritual centredness and
Well- being. O when the centre of life
is missing, chaos reigns across dark lands!
When true religion dies, fake cults rise.
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