Justifying the Unjustifiable

Marching in on an endless crusade,
Cleansing our "sin" with the edge of a blade. 
Condemning all those who will not conform,
Is it so righteous for our blood to run warm?
Spouting out virtues of peace and love,
You hide your iron fist under a bloodstained glove. 
Your ideas are wonderful, your theologies ideal,
But the way you practice them is to kill, lie, and steal.
We know what you're doing, it's completely undeniable;
You desperately try to justify the unjustifiable.

The End

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