Atheist
5/8/17
To each their own
We reap what we sow
Actually by the land or sea
During cold and heat
Truth and wisdom is what I seek
I'm not a cheat
Or attempting deceit
I truly speak
From the heart, hoping to help or teach
On this very date
I can not relate
To what books on religions state
It's like a leech
Sheesh
Towards me do not push your religious beliefs
I do not believe there is a place in space or down beneath
If such things existed, then why have they always been out of reach?
And why must it incessantly be preached
That the only way to find out is by being deceased?
If only such nonsense would just cease
What a joke, I can still find peace
And relief
Even after having little to eat and no sleep
I just can't follow all the sheep
Go ahead and call me a freak
I look at others that claim god makes their life complete
Probably in the same way there looking at me, whether obvious or discrete
You're going off of leaps
And the theory is not concrete
It's got too many holes and leaks
I'd burn it all above mesquite
Then bury it deep
So that it never again sees the light of day, and hopefully becomes obsolete
Could there be a better time for turning over a new leaf?
By: Dalton Ogletree
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