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God Has No Gallaleo
GALLALEO Man was born stark, innocent, into a mysterious jungle dark, His raw brain did train at the point of a bloody fang and claw. Around the flickering firelight, imagination sculpts, as fantastic shadows spar, Dueling gods and goddesses came down to govern from the stars, Fuel for a mind to worry, nature then was stubborn and cruel, They gathered in superstitious groups to cope, sacred names gave them hope. Fire, wheat, wheel, roof, and onto the horse’s hoof, Proof that man had arrived, he was still alive! But, a future flat is the world that Jehovah begat. Jesus, and his old god kin, was crucified for our sins. Old and new, all the religions that man knew, they never grew. Alas, it was a sin to look through the question glass, But, if an eye is open to the lie, how can the question die? Once the apple has fallen from the tree, the genii must run free. The bottle is no longer the model; truth has now gone to do battle! Earth, sun, galaxy, infinity, multiple realities, string theory How boring is God, how disappointing the theology, If he is only the god of Abraham, lord of lowly man so bland, A grain of sand, a pearl perhaps, but in a universe so grand, One infinity, in an infinity of infinities! Quantum to quark, then zebra to aardvark, and back again, To all things yet undiscovered in the dark, So, as to allow man’s soul to grow, God has yet to find His Galileo!
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