Misguided lies,

simplistic rituals hidden in plain site,

you sin,

you say,

satisfying a need from within,

a blessed sin wrapped in towels of red,

you sin,

you say,

pacify the sulking child,

sanctify a horrible lie that you deny,

opened wings,

closed eyes,

whispered wisdom from up high,

as you lay there dying In your shiny suit of lies….