We rose above

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We rose above

They need no god,
They surpassed him,
They heed no warning,
They are the danger.

When religion is abandoned,   It is a little unclear to me what separates "they" from "we" in the first two stanzas here.
What do we cling to?
Our twisted
Moral misdirection,
Our hollowed-out judgement.

How could we rise above—
Believe,
When most don’t believe
In themselves,    "How can you ____ others if you don't ____ yourself?" is a cliched sentiment in an otherwise unique poem.
When the self is a shade,   Very interesting. It took a while to understand what you meant by "shade" but it felt good when it clicked.
Gouged by dubiety.

Faith may show no proof,
It offers a path
We refuse to pace.
The world twisted,   The repetition of "twisted"s in the poem stands out here
Becoming estranged,   Are you still talking about the world here? I am a little confused because of the tense of "becoming" rather than "became"
A hive for the untethered,
The perilous,  Good callback to "danger" from the first stanza
The pagans.

In terms of depth, I think a great deal of depth could be added by clarifying the "they" vs "we" ambiguity in the poem and making it clear where the narrator lands. Is this someone who is still faithful bemoaning the world's estrangement from religion? Or is it someone who is on the "pagan" side of things and more intimately familiar with this sense of "perilousness"? I find the latter interpretation more enticing because then the poem reads more self-reflectively.