Crazy shysters causing me pain,
By excommunicating me what would they gain?
Their grandiose plan,
To pan handle from the man,
Portraying me as evil and insane,
Pushing others buttons and fanning the flame,
Their inherent greed,
Undercover it seems,
Does this plan profit from a misunderstanding?
Or is it some form of pleasure sense enhancing?
Their evil plot,
Hurts people a lot,
They move one step closer to removing their saint,
But the religion is a misnomer for their power hungry taint.
I begin to scowl.
Eyes illuminate the evil idea,
Claiming inclusivity like Pangea.
Uncovered now their fit,
Their evil plan set adrift.
Will the excommunicated ever be welcomed back in?
Will the inundation of lies ever begin to thin?
Learn to accept others so stand,
Even if you can’t understand.