Deceived
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Long past, when souls were young, yes, even souls
And never mind our bodies, packaged truth
Was taught to us in Bible class. Controls
Extruded from the old imposed on youth
Felt “like unto” Iron Maiden’s courting. Hate
Is what they wanted us to think was love.
They served their prejudices on a plate
Of stunted prophecy. Their love was shove.
Perhaps their propaganda kept them from
Perceiving facts surrounding them like light.
For them the truths they swallowed made them numb
To understanding human beings’ plight.
What mattered was the sins these men perceived
And this explains why they looked hexed, aggrieved.
~ Phillip Whidden