Religion as an Onion

February 2, 2012

Poetry


Religion is as an Onion
in layers does it they exist
surrounded in its skin of various colours
in its core lies its foundation
but from view hidden deep within
at times it pains our eyes
for the madness that people begin
so on the outer layer not red or brown
when with religion is wielded hate
so at this onion does the world frown
Indeed they take it as perfume
when in need let me spray it a feature
whilst inside stagnant my faith
fresh is my smell powerful the demeanour
but cut open this onion
let your eyes shed a tear
not out of willingness or laughter
but a tear who in it holds this onions core
fragrance is temporary eroded through time
faith is immortal through God made sublime
peel away the layers of religion
examine its values
pick up its odour and trace its roots
it may be an onion
in its appearance mundane
but hidden beneath vitamins that to your heart
your mind, soul and spirit regain
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Network Systems Engineer with focus on Wireless LAN Infrastructure and Security. Interests in Middle East

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