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The vassals of immense vanity

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The vassals of immense vanity

donned and disguised in attires of purity 

to cleverly mask their true ugly identity 


Under the mask of puritan looks

quoting and chanting the holy books

hidden are the cruel and barbaric men


tearing apart the very beautiful fabric of life

dipping it in the doomed colours of malice and spite

igniting and fanning wars of intolerance and hate 


Making mighty walls of faith

raking up conflict contrast and hate

creating cults, creeds, and groups


feeding on the gullible insatiable human greed

creating divisions by caste and creed

make the best of the human vulnerable  

 








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