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The Fallacy of Agnosticism

Does the utopian human not salute, The ideal person, right and sensible? Which psychologists can easily foster and describe, In certain personality models which are not dispensable? The utopian human stands to beg, The question posed by psychologists, “What is your character and personality?” Their good models encourage an interactive dexterity. When a business or organisation invests in people, They’re hoping to entertain a certain personality; One that's open, giving and receptive, Not one that deceives by theology or has religious animosity. Your space - your problems and your pleasures, Must be respected in a mandatory fashion, Not differentiated away from to illuminate, Someone else’s spirituality and god passion. That morality exists necessitates the virtues, Which today can be separated away from beliefs, But religious demands should not go unquestioned, As a platform without judgement relief. Christian fundamentalists are either, Right or wrong in the head, And it is very much apparent to me, That today they should be being lead. Their kids can be not loved at all, For their intellect, past-times and emotions, By parents who will only talk to them, If they do their daily devotions. When you look out on life from its precipice, If god is there, you will lack, The speech, the confidence and the creativity to mark, The land upon which you will embark. Enculture yourself in human principles - The church’s toleration of them is slight; I don't believe agnosticism is an option, If you want to be in the light. Atheism and humanism let you become a better person, And give you moral fibre every day if you would like; But Christianity’s focus is on godliness and evangelism, So atheism’s a better cognition, ‘cos agnosticism’s just not right.

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