Crystal clear claws cut at your feet
Pitiful political puppets
Hide behind curtains of religion and God
Only to find out that he loved all
Are these imposters higher than?
Or lower than their made-up prescriptions
Would suggest they can be?
If they truly acted in accordance with love
Would their petitions and grants
Togetherness lives on
In the color of every human
The blood in every heart
And the soul
Of the even most unconscious being