Ha, ha, humanity, you clowns
why do you repeat things you don’t know?
you create authority, you stop thinking
you lean your elbows on fat books
you fill your young with dogma
and truths you yourself don’t know to be true
but drummed into you
and you have visions of God
and scriptures passed down from antiquity
and for good measure you have updates
and the latest revelations –
and you say,
“Oh no, God just changed His mind -
This is the latest! This is the latest!”
like some street urchins selling tabloids in busy streets;
ah, you have so many articles of faith
and repeated so often you claim it to be sacred
you learn to repeat on your mother’s laps
and the teachers brainwash you
and fill you with assumptions you are taught never to question;
and you hang death threats on people who question
and you become so narrow you only see what you want to see
you only see what you are taught to believe;
Oh, you won’t think
(though you’ll be happy to allow your Masters
to tinker with the Holy Text)
and you won’t let others think…
Ha, ha, humanity, you clowns
why do you repeat things you don’t know?