Vice

You are just starting in Islam, yes?
You must read the books.
And with that I hurriedly forced my pained feet
Into my sandals
And escaped the slowly filling mosque.

For sake
And charm
Of religious piety
I found myself in
Want or
Need
Of their harmounious gaiety.
For despite the difficulty
Or hardship
One must endure,
These actions
Are taken
By millions abroad.
So this what I conjecture
Despite the incredulity
And allusions to Paradise
Or a pit of burning fire,
It seems to me that
Obidience so practiced
Is itself
A vice desire.