David Irby Poet Rhyme

If

You've been praying.
I've been saying 
The god you called
ignores his phone.

You're confessing,
but I'm guessing
you'll be dust
when you are gone.

I really hate
to hurt your feelings.
Go on and cry.
Sing your sad song.

Just don't try that
circular reasoning.
I once believed.
Now faith is gone.

If gods are real,
then where'd they go?
Why do they hide
when needed so?

If they exist, 
they're absentee.
And frankly they're no
gods to me.

I started thinking.
Faith started shrinking.
You should know  
it's all a sham.

Your pretending
won't change the ending.
Religion, friend,
is just a sham.

Please don't lie.
There is no heaven.
It's all hype.
You're just a knave.

But it's alright.
I now accept it.
The believer's
just a slave.

If gods are real,
then where'd they go?
Why do they hide
when needed so?

If they exist, 
they're absentee.
And frankly they're no
gods to me.

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