Against Veneration

When a human
Seeks power for what he doesn’t need
It leads to excessive pressure
To be where he doesn’t need to be

A cult is a prison
Situated in the brain
Where they live mentally
Believing its a luxurious villa

The realities are unbelievable
As they wakeup in cobwebs of evils
Unbreakable shackles of demands
That’s more than life itself

The thing you sort for protection
That which you ran to for lifting
Now seeks to consume you
And all that is dear to your existence

The truth is that you will get there
If you choose the straight road
But why do i need to preach
The dog will still go astray even if you blow the whistle.

Bose