God and the Devil Need Us
God and the Devil need us.
This enormous white square is taunting me
daring me to fill its pristine quadrangular
to soil its surface with words
Send the written into a non-existing world
the grand illusion called the internet was life
loses meaning when the computer is turned off
A place so bleak, the ultimate nothingness
No god or devil will dare to intrude lest deities
Will lose its sense of reality.
To know there is no heaven or a fiery hell and
no promise of renewal betrayed on the altar
of the last lie.
The stupid humanity created war to fill alive a cause
to die for to give meaning to a pathetic life.
Is a dream a virtue of remembrance, or is it a gift?
from the gods
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2022
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