Religion or scienceA Poem by SorenCast in a pit, blasphemous words spit, an outcast Scapegoat in a game of judgmental shame, crippled mind a body did outlast Leather bands secure the hands of a man pronounced possessed While in life's fever dream he did scream of visions that others distressed A body convulsed, viewers repulsed, twisted words not understood With a sharp stone chipped a hole in his skull's bone, releasing spirts for his good Hear him shout as they come flying out, with blood evil spirits released Making sure he received religion's cure, if not, better he be deceased Today instead of a rock we let people talk until they break the rule Then deeming them ill give them a pill a pharmaceutical magic jewel Those that defy we electrify or sever their brain with a shiny steel tool Now the walking dead, chained to a bed where they sit and drool Some say it's better this way, science's treatment more humane Have we come far to get where we are in treating the insane
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