Stand up if you have a religion

Keep standing if your parents gave it you

Keep standing if you would never consider another

Because you were born and raised this way

The people in my world are all for free speech

so long as it’s not mine.

Stemmed from a mind of national concern,

it hardly counts as an emergency

when I try to dig my nails into the glass

separating me from the world

In a land of broken promises

There lives a painter

This painter only has one eye

With that eye

He sees horror

He sees death

He sees fire

But most importantly

He sees magic

The distance between fear and me

Cannot be measured

But if it runs across seas

And blackens what is already dark

Then it overpowers all of me

But it cannot touch my faith

Time will push it away