Superstition's Unequal Chains

In shadows deep, 

where reason's light is blurred,

 Dwells superstition, a notion absurd. 

Within its grasp, inequality finds root, 

A treacherous veil that breeds anguish and brute.

For in this realm, the fragile minds reside, 

Where prejudice thrives and the truth is denied.

 Superstition's chains bind and confine, 

Suppressing hearts that seek to intertwine.

Unequal whispers, like venomous streams, 

Flow through society, fragmenting dreams. 

They whisper tales of luck and cursed fate, 

Bolstering false beliefs, and spreading hate.

With prejudiced eyes, they judge without sight,

 Condemning souls, and diminishing their light. 

Superstition sees no worth in difference, 

Its reign empowers ignorance and indifference.

The fortunate ones, adorned with wealth and might, 

Believe their blessings are a divine right. 

While others toil, burdened by their birth, 

Struggling for equality and their own worth.

But let us not succumb to this dire plight,

 Let reason and compassion guide our sight.

 For in unity's embrace, 

we find our grace,

 A world where superstition finds no place.

Let knowledge be the beacon that we heed, 

Unveiling the truths hidden by this creed. 

Together, let's dispel superstition's lore, 

Embracing equality forevermore.

No longer shall we be slaves to such chains, 

Justice and fairness are what remain. 

In unity, we'll forge a better fate, 

Where superstition's grip shall dissipate.

So let us rise, hand in hand, side by side,

 Defying the shadows, walking with pride. 

Inequality's shackles, we shall break free, 

A world where superstition no longer decrees.