The Souls Progress

I walk in the shadow of death, I have neglected to care for my soul, creeping age, brings it close with each breath, Faith is the breath for your soul to be whole. But when faith, no longer is there And you've treated your soul like a shadow, When it's spiritual needs, you’ve ignored without care, Leaving no room, to include and to share. To the promises of church and state, I now no longer relate, I cast no blame, I assign no wrong, But I cannot find Salvation in a Choral hymn or song. Doctrine and catechism, drummed in by rote Never ever would get my vote, The promise of everlasting damnation, The subtle procrastination, Hell fire just left me cold, threats just made me bold, rules designed to avoid temptation, Were eschewed, when recognised, as misinformation. The future is what it will be, If agnostic you’re somehow set free, To find God in your own special way, To look forward with hope to that day. In the meantime just follow these rules, Just live for the day, Do your best on the way, And leave the hereafter, To fate and to laughter.