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….