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Devils Device

by @christopher-k-bayliss

Division is the tool to try when all you want is fear. They relish that we're paranoid, and thrive upon our tears. Hoping we'll turn our anger out and rise in arms to strike at those whom we can hate and doubt at those we don't look like. It fuels those who would aim for more, those whose scruples are unjust, those who seek a favoured war, with trepidation and broken trust. Mislead and swindling Holy writ, coercing faith to poisons tool. With hope from those so full of shit must gain endearment from the fool. Whatever your religion be don't let them speak in your name cause then the light we'll never see and they will win their game.
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Published
Dec 14, 2015
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2m
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The devil can cite scripture for his own purpose.

“William Shakespeare” The Merchant of Venice.

Dec 15th 2015

© Copyright Christopher K Bayliss 2014

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#war#hate#devil#fools#mistrust
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