Did I Pen It?

Poetry

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In slogans,
roars words of God,
never penned by Him.
Bullet, stone pelted,
as if words kind
The hold on daggers got bold
cold-blooded,
a divine code, sold at the mercy of religious lords
Faith superseded
Love whispered some brave hearts
to be slaughtered on the insane path
They bled
and men called it RELIGION
proudly announced it was an order of divine
Falter of ten commandments
A flaw called religion
Angst it shouted
Murder was the theme
Hate it breeds
Suspicion is the keyword!
Religion bleeds
Was that ME?
Asked the author Gods mockingly!