It's Obvious

It's Obvious! I drew a blank on why god exists, Because his existence is unprovable, And because he does not occasion, The wise, the modest or poor visibly. It’s not as if he’s a non-variable, Non-affective or passive in any way, Because just the mention of him, Makes my emotions rise and well. It gets my back up to point to him, For validation when you’ve got none, Since selection was your choice, When you accepted the god meme. There’s no foreign knowledge beam, That drives other cultures to your inside, There’s only a reframing of your own life, When your set you raise to the ground. In prayer you take your relationships, To god, but it’s your brain that holds, The repeated truth of patience, surprises, In life’s cycles that shoe your values. In the ebb and flow known and near, Your character evinces kins’ declarations, Shows that interaction attributed to god, When it inspires your touch of care. I’m sorry if you think me indifferent, Or apathetic, unsure or uncertain, About if god exists, ‘cos he does not, As I know that two plus two is four.