you're without sense, you evade the scholars
with humble arguments, you serve objections
to then annihilate what is but measured.
You're immaterial, you're without an equal,
you're within the triune identity of God
so thus enlightened in a pure nonsense
that's beyond reality. You're impossibly realized
in the incredible fictions of the classical
heroes, priests, prophets, teachers, kings of kings
and artists conjuring a foreseen son of man.
But when the charlatan's task is completed,
I remain unconvinced of your sovereignty
despite the overwhelming evidence.
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