You, Who relish your false beliefs Hiding behind the crucifix Disguised i n the compassion towards human kind, You, Who look at others With starving eyes And push them away When they draw near You, Who linger on frustration, Remaining static, No ambition, no movement Know you're cursed, Know you're doomed You will never find such passion, Never exert the power You so strongly hold on to In cowardness and weakness You shall drown Shrink So small, so diminute Until you mean Close to nothing Until you are just a grain, A speckle, an insignificant fragment of the profound love you once retained