@marcmire 7 December 2020

Confession

**Taste of Blasphemy [1]** **Confession;** "Holy Spirit, enlighten us" They say. Going to such heights if one loses his/her way. In the journey of finding themselves, They scrutinize books in ancient shelves. Midway into the path of salvation, Praising the church; No degradation, Secrets are to be ignored, As it is the will of the lord. "Oh, father, I confess thy sins." They plead. In a cage where hypocrisies bleed, An appointed holy one heeds your sin, In exchange for pennies earned by your kin. You look high up to God, An unfathomable ode given to humanity, "Are you there?" The believer asked. Realizing, silence is an answer.

**- Marcmire**