Sleep well in your sins,
for I am still a moral man.
Non-religious to the pulp;
influenced by no such scam.

Clench your book; wear your halo-.
the fire shall burn out someday.
And I pray, you will realize
soon enough- we are all the same.

Thin white layers keep
my body tucked away.
Sheets rough across the edges
because my mind is disarrayed.

We cannot escape the
limitations this has caused,
we are brainwashed by hypocrisy
and hypnotized by God.