How difficult it is,
to wrap our minds around what most certainly
“cannot be”.

How quick we are
to deny what they believe.

So dismissive in nature.

Holding tightly to the teachings we absorbed,
when our eyes were so wide
when our minds were so feebly molded.

We were so young.
We just wanted to belong.

But our scopes narrowed on fallibility,
and we began to laugh at the heretics for their ridiculous blasphemy.

Isn’t it so obvious they are wrong?
Isn’t it so obvious that we aren’t?

They versus Us. You opposite Me.

Brushing off the false teachings,
Hushing the proclamations of false prophets.

Onward we proceed, towards the Holy Land.
Our fastidious pilgrimage, we would give anything to be just.

We gave up everything to be right.