atheism
i read that atheism
is on the rise in america
and i walk down lexington avenue
in the sun of easter
watching dull families promenade
in bonnets and pastels
i tell myself not to believe
everything that i read
but the article is insistent
a rise in atheists and other non-believers
the nons, they are called
millions of lost sheep
tired of the political back and forth
the social warrior posturing by those
jockeying for office
and the people are worried about a godless state
they say the atheists have no moral compass
although nearly every war
has been started by a good christian, jew or muslim
they say that an atheist
is more likely to be a rapist
or to leave the scene of an auto accident
and i wonder about the dipshits
being interviewed for this article
did they conduct it at a mall
or inside of a mcdonald’s during lent?
i worry about the state of mind
of the average god fearing american
because it is fear
that makes them talk this way
fear of losing their grip
on the plight of humanity
it burns them up
to come across the godless
for every head case they meet they think
there must be a cause for a loss of faith
and not just basic logic and reason
or a desire to make it count in the here and now
the god-loving think that there
must be something deficient in those
who don’t believe their particular catechism
maybe there is
after all, we’ll never know the answer
while sitting here together on this rock
the atheists could be lacking
the religious could be lacking more
maybe only the buddhists have it right
all life is suffering
but still, the devout call the atheists
the most hated group in america
worse than a bleeding heart liberal
or a manic islamist walking with a ticking time bomb
down main street
for love and hate go hand in hand
so beautifully to the pious and self-righteous
hell, even adolph hitler believed in god
Monday, April 16, 2012
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5 comments:
So very nice to have WS back and in our midst. Good one, Jay.
thank you, don. trying to spread them out so as to not be as stale
Stale, you must be joking ... I don't know how you crank out so much quality! Whatever the pace, I'm reading and loving ...
maybe it's something in the sludge that i brew at 5 a.m. and try to call "coffee."
Great points and great poem.
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