There is no religion here Along this knife edge, This sword. Have we so evolved To this? This weapon. It is unable to deliver, It is only able to remove. It will not compute, It will however divide. Removes, Those who reject the pattern Proscribed. The rule, Or Law. Prevents, Those who would think about Why. Their motives, Or reasoning. There is no love here At these edges, This blade. How do we escape From this? Intelligence? Acceptance? Reliance? Confluence? Or Love? There is no religion here, This weapon, Removes, Prevents, There is no love here. Intelligent? (C) 2018 Christopher Thompson A = WP (without prejudice) was written in England.