Piety

cold
infused with fear,
laws, rules
poisoning the fresh minds
with obedience
and innocent souls with trembling.
piety.
what a pity
that it was you that
took over the world
instead of love and
made everyone your bait.
you disciplinary belt of hate.

by Yana Djin

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