“Make No Sect of Me (The Sonnet)

Don't you dare pledge obedience to me!
Don't you turn me into another religious band!
I want you to endeavor into unknown,
I want you to explore and expand.
My work is with human nature,
I know how things are gonna turn out.
Many will come and peddle me as savior,
They'll thrust me as society's way out.
By not addressing it all my predecessors,
Inadvertently became fodder for sectarianism.
True Naskareans of earth are them alone,
Who ain't no Naskarean but plain human.
To make a sect of me is to dishonor me.
Dump all glorification, and be light to humanity.”