God Has No Clothes

God Has No Clothes Man’s mind meanders among the stars endless. Who, what, where, when and how, our questions are relentless. No infinity is too far to see, no space too small, or pointless to be. Our curiosity limitless and free. But, humanity awoke face down one day, Face down in an alleyway in Bombay. Shackles on our mind we did find, and by falsehoods, our eyes were made blind. Eden pure, our souls did crave, so Yahweh created a trap. We were made slaves by the tyranny of our innocence! With reason fully formed, we awoke with an inquisitive snap. And, cocooned in our humble beginnings, we sought to find the divine sense. But, all we got, from what we thought was a loving god, Were a mighty rod, and a seven-fold slap! Eden was a set up, And Yahweh had no intention of letting us drink from the sacred cup! If god’s knowledge is infinite, why would our curious minds, Which were on fire to create, he desire to limit? If god is omniscient, knowing man would fall, Why would he put those two trees in the garden at all? If for knowledge sake, of the fruit we did partake, what did it, from the almighty, take? What mother would not fight for the right? Fight to have her children walk with angels in the light? And, why would god have to lie, and say we would surly die? The serpent told the truth without guile, but him we do revile. If god is eternal and loving, why the fuss? Why not share the tree of life with us? Above and below, when Adam was hiding in the garden, Why didn’t god know, and why did he ask Adam, himself to show? If god is full of love and grace, why would nudity be such a disgrace, And, if so, why not cover us with fur, so this could not occur? Was it not rather careless of him to make us so hairless? Why, alone at home with your wife, a fig leaf sew, When every guy I know, wants more leg to show? The universe feels no shame, and our DNA is the same. So where is the blame? Jehovah spoke in a voice of thunder, with a scalding tongue of fire and brimstone, And, with his tyranny, crushed the future of his creation in red-hot bile. Now, reviled by the so-called god, it is time to add up our gains, Open up our brains, and walk away from our chains.