Religion as discerned in most humans irritates me,

Where blind faith and commandments ride,

Binding credibility by trivial norms and superfluous ego,

And all these converge at needless pride . .

Scattered are the remnants, nonetheless valiant,

Striving with a sword forged of hope,

While they venture into cliffs of diverse truths,

To make do with what seems oblivious,

Hanging on to the faith-built rope . .