[Old and Unreadable] Max's Thought-Provoking Poetry

War of Attrition: A Dusty Old Boot

Religion, Religion, worshipped since the beginning of time
Yet a war has started; is the end to be denied?

Religion is easy and reliably nostalgic
It can bring you back to earth and stretch like elastic
With something so ancient and ingrained inside us
Why do people abuse it, what is all the fuss?
A question many prophets are surely asking
With all this peace, why is Isis casting?
For Religion is relaxing and simple to accept
It helps us find new, improved identity, from the novice to adept
And it is like a dusty old boot
More comfortable than your sandals and goes well with a suit

But the world is changing, the market is changing
Your boot has become impractical, and it even pains you
It's been worn away by new social ideologies and forced down
When you take into account the world today, you should turn around
It is hard to turn from your faith, your trustworthy shoe
But it is holding you back in a time with so much to do
Years ago religion was a way to explain the universe
Now science is here, has religion not become adverse?
The shoe had been replaced with sleeker models
The old brown won't cut it now; we accept all colours

The war has littered the earth with ash and soot
When you are on the battlefield, what will you wear on your foot?