And did those feet in ancient times
Trod america's pastures of green?
And did that anthropocentric god wane
With their thoughts and beliefs all unseen?
I don't think so,
He's up there with the others lying low,
Vying with those who you've traded
Your life to bless your soul,
And have they told you how to think,
Cleansed your mind of sepsis and autonomy?
Or have you escaped scrutiny,
And regaled yourself with depravity?
Now we all see, "religion is just synthetic
Frippery, unnecessary in our expanding
Global cultural efficiency"
And don't you fear this impasse
We have built to our future?
Ever so near,
And oh so austere.
