Iniquitous Spiritual Praxis - Azusa, Bobby Koelble

I am treachery

I deceive

I exploit trust and vulnerability

I prey on the naive

Perfidious

The humble, oblivious — blinded by faith

I am blind faith

I provide bliss

I accept sophistry

I frown upon diversity

I breed dualism

The strong, inexorable — intoxicated by power

I am power

I corrupt

I obnubilate and conceal

I despise weakness

I breed complacency

The weak, abused — injected by fear

Uncompromising world of black and white

So pleasantly clear to the mind

How glorious it is to always be right

The absolute truth on your side

Gaining the whole world while losing their souls

The loyalists falling in line

Baptized in a cocktail of iniquitous spiritual praxis

I am fear

I paralyze

I disempower and disparage

I am saturated with insecurity and sycophancy

I strenuously breed anxiety and shame

I betray

Serpents with holy intentions

Creating God in their own image