Faith

The each passing by you bow down with OM !
The holy devotee in you would come to life
all the senses to attention in reverence to his might.
A true disciple in spirit and tradition passing the invaluable heirloom forward
but fainter
preaching rituals "they" at most could hardly relate any longer
self-proclaimed sanctitude and sacred veneered under a profane picture

inculcating boast and bitterness haughty,
morphed into malice confronting a sweeping change from the bohemian master
Alienating self catering selfish
They spin around create the destructive repulsive force
an external drive staggeringly superior to our meagre mass
withstanding on the pedestal of deep-seated belief
has me dearth the word
for humans opine themselves minor.

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