The Society is a slave to the
Powerful
And a tormentor to the Powerless
The Powerless dine and wine in agony
Only to discover that their lot
Is suffering
But often consoled by the anagelsia
Of religion
Oh! religion when will you loose grip
On the Powerless?
Obviously no hope!
The Powerless are the ardent disciples
Of religion which is the bane of their
Misfortune