Preachings of An Atheist
Simply put this title may offend some
Truth is I don't pray or go to church
I stay at home and reflect on life
Seems atheist are victims of a purge
Believers in a power are loud and proud
But us atheists stay silent for the most part
We aren't all a bad crowd
We are all human with a heart
If you were to look at my character
Would you think I'm a man of faith?
Study my life like a narrator
And see which belief seem to be in place
Is there truly a way to tell?
I think not
Whether heaven nor hell
I choose neither and instead want my body to rot
I write this to show my stance
See if you judged me fair
Now look how you judge based on my stance
Cause judgement is a sin to weigh you to hell...and i feel light as air
Copyright © Adam Taylor | Year Posted 2017
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