The original poem is from the set "Anti society wise".
They're all too busy fighting
They make this world frightening
"My god created yours"
"My god is the lord of lords"
Eyes detect flaws
Minds never withdraw
Religions comes for peace
Only a wiseman sees
They're all too busy dividing
Only few are truly finding
The god that created all
A unity of the soul
True eyes see through wrong
True minds sing one mind
I pity a deity we all reject
I pity the deity of respect
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