The Unholy Monk

The monk preached the most valuable lessons
His personality was his only weapon 
He influenced the blind people
Who had everything but vision

The blind lacked personality
And often nurtured the calamity
The monk was worshiped by them
For the monk took them astray from their reality

Now the monk is worshiped by the blind
For they believe the monk is one of their own kind
But the monk is nothing but filthy
And the blind have lost their minds

Both the blind and the monk want the same
The blind want acceptance
The monk yearns for fame
And when the two collide
It births a quiet insane