Resorting to the dictionary, I
was sick of hearing “sacred” used so much.
I can’t stop evolution, but I try
remembering the roots, to keep in touch
with origins. I’m never overnice,
but I appreciate syntax and wit.
Adoring words, my language is precise
(some turns of speech are inappropriate).

We need less icons and no frenemies.
To call a friendship bromance is just wrong.
We all should bear in mind that deities
define the sacred (and it’s not a song).
God doesn’t love bound fabric more than rag,
or want our veneration of a flag.