shape of god

Through the threads that are torn
Through the chants we adorn
Closer to his waters we're reborn
Closer to realizing his form

Search her oil skin for his brand
Search for reason beyond four hands
Cleanse the poison off holy lands
Cleanse their kind, his light demands

Confined in thorns, an enemy in guise
Confined in your mind, the devil's own sky
Try understand the engraving in our eyes
Try understand why millions of us arise

A forgotten saying in obsidian
Write his name, our rocks will float

Commit the sin, heretic for an hour
Commit for the cause, martyr in the river
Under choloroform, till the plague fades from her
Under godlike constellations, the ritual shall deliver

Note: This piece is about religious fundamentalism, and some of the twisted things people do using religion and God as a badge or an excuse. Specifically, it's a comment on recent atrocities committed in India.

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