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Oh, neglecting deity,
The days are like my
Decaying faith,
The ruins of a once great
City.

I sit captive in an
Abandoned church.
There is dust on the
Altar and silence,
Save for the tortured hymns,
The songs of souls
With prayers unanswered.
The walls are littered
With graffiti prayers,
Calling on your name,
Some in foreign tongues,
All written in tears.

I pray for you to reveal
Yourself or retreat
Back into the minds
Of men who use religion
As a crutch and faith to
Spill blood.

Until you appear and end
This mindless inquisition,
I will mumble obligatory
Prayers and continue to play
Christian.
As you let celestial dust
Gather on the doubter’s
Epistle.