Pious crap (though true none the less)

Pious crap (though true none the less)

Pious crap (through true none the less)

There is so much pious crap out there,
Sayings said so often that they are emptied of meaning,
Void's mouthing nonsense,
Perhaps boring others to death,
Contempt flowing from familiarity.

The golden rule beat to a pulp by mindless parroting.
Treat others the way you want to be treated,
Blah, Blah, Blah,
Means nothing unless you really know how you want to be treated!
To treat others that way self knowledge is needed,
Taking the sentimental bull away,
Leaving only the hard road to death of self concrete.

Love of neighbor?
Love of self?
Hmmmmmmmmmm
Must be rare considering the way others are treated,
Hatred of self,
More widespread than understood,
Others reflections can give a glimpse
Perhaps more than desired
Leading to distain and perhaps fear of others,
Doorways of our own deep hidden hell
Sugar coated in shallowness,
Vapid smiles and hugs meaning nothing,
A show for others,
A form of hiding the isolation within.

The death comes in embracing the darkness within,
Trusting in a mercy, truly terrible, in its beyond human intensity,
A love stronger than death,
Or better yet,
Deeper and more powerful
Than the inner bull shit that can fill us,
Because to see ourselves as God sees us
Perhaps would lead to despair
Instead of the love we are upheld by.

Stripped of all pretensions peace is achieved
Resting in the bottomless love present in all,
Incomprehensible(?)
Yes
However true all the same.