Religion

My life at once was simple, pure and free,
Floating in the set ways I was raised,
Times when I swam, loose in such a haze,
Until cold reality imposed its fist on me.
I lost my faith, denounced its chance to be
Inside my psyche, whereupon it preys
On innocents who never chanced to see
The recklessness in misunderstood ways.
So I exclude the supernatural things,
But finding ME was just as hard as not,
For those who stay in lazy pointing rules,
(Not those for which religion truly rings),
Take easy ways to escape original thought.
I respect the true, but never the virus's tools.