Shadowers

In shadows, in light, their bodies must be somewhere;

How the righteous work hard on their helter-goodness;

Boasting of their learned exegeses at every opportune hour;

Who disguise themselves to manipulate their conscience;

Disassembling what others shouldn’t believe;

And out of whose mouths caw creeds for salvation;

Slipping into absorbent minds with their influence;

Fraudulent tale-tellers dismissing dissent as a favour to their ideology;

Rapt with the sensations of promises in their assaulting words;

For their sake the lie is the truth created to be believed.