You’re born into it

It’s pounded into your brain.

 

Each of its thin-leafed pages

Filled with anomalies,

Filled with logic,

What do you believe?

 

Scripture enters the ring,

Science is its opponent, 

Duking it out,

 What do you believe?

 

You can’t resist it,

Your young mind accepts

Without question 

You believe.

 

You make a promise.

You’ve accepted

The stories you were taught

The cross is the answer, x marks the spot.

 

 The hands of the clock
Briskly walk around in circles,

You’re no longer cloaked by youth

What do you believe?

 

You have the power to question,
Will you?

Decisions threaten your morality,

Now do you believe?

 

The snake weaves between your eyes,

Through your sockets, into your mind.

You jump between the options. 

What will you believe?

 

 

 

It’s a social norm,

It’s everywhere.

Such pressure suffocates.

Should you believe?

 

You remember your youth,

So simple,

No question,

You believed.

 

You still do what you should,

Hands pressed, head bowed.

You hope to be heard.

You want to believe.

 

Can you belong to a group as a rebel?

You eat the flesh, you drink the blood.

You feel like a fraud.

Do you really believe?

 

You follow, 

You don’t.

You pray,

You sin.

Should they let you believe?