Religion is real
I found it one day
At the bottom of a bottle
Covered in blood and grime
God is real
I saw her one day
Placed within the eyes dug into my palms
Angels are real
For I found them one day
Being birthed by the ants that crawled across my skin
Though the church was licked upon its back by flames
the deities survived
and planted themselves into the ground of my fingernails
gnarling roots began to take place in their adolescent lives
and now
I am within the eye of the beholder
