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Falserhood

Religions are not but divisions

False lines we draw form our beliefs

Nations of force control

Myths take so much hold

Money is nothing but we deem it everything

Countries are imaginary yet we find our pride in them

Religions are fiction and we allow them to decide our morals

What is left when we’re so governed

We cannot choose but our own enslavement

We all follow in engagement

Pay attention to the faces

While the ideas float on above

This isn’t even a poem

I’ll call it my greatest work

Because it tells me where we failed