L. J. Carber Poet Free verse

An Atheist's Secret Lament

Oh, how I wish I believed! Shush... tell no one, but
I want so desperately to believe in You--
and my absent soul.

I would gladly trade Darwin and Freud,
Marx and that man who speaks only 
through a computer. I would sell all of
science, and spit on proud nihilism for
a second's glimpse of your Eternity.

But I cannot believe that You exist--how,
how can you be real? To span a vast universe 
to know all, to be in all? The universe can exist
without you-- it has its laws, we have our laws,
we don't need yours! We're fine, fine--
just fine....

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Line Gauthier December 6, 2018 at 7:48 PM Congrats on your win, LJ. Yes the irony comes through in your last stanza. L. J. Carber December 7, 2018 at 11:13 AM Thanks Line-- for us 'wordy' types, irony is a more effective weapon than a shotgun!

L. J. Carber April 30, 2016 at 9:38 AM Thank you, John-- I tried to make the ending ironic, though irony is not one of my strong suits.

John Hamilton April 29, 2016 at 6:07 PM The universe and our solar system are precise time pieces, we set our clocks to their precision. A watch needs a watchmaker, but a more precise timepiece doesn't. Now that's hard to believe! Other than the basic premise...Good write!