untethered cloaks tendrils gods renew weaves through holy spark below wonder ash
i don't have to wonder
can see straight through them
nothing holy about those self made gods
below par all of them
not a spark of decency amongst them
guilty of untethered criminal practices
hidden below cloaks of legalese
peppered with weaves and tendrils of truth
their day will come
ash to ash dust to dust
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