The Eternal Question: God, No God, Maybe God

Gods of Man In the days of yore, in distant times Life was simple Man was simple-minded and his gods were simple, as well. Life began with the light of day and ended with the fall of night. The light and the darkness were magical, mysterious, awe-inspiring, and dreadful. So, he made the sun his god and the darkness his devil. A little wiser, he made the graven images to bow to, sacrifice and worship. Then came the sly and savvy one and he made god an anomaly, a paradox and an enigma. He made god like no one and no one was like him. He was nowhere and everywhere, And yet he built magnificent houses of worship and installed idols of gods and turned it into a thriving enterprise. He spawned dos and don’ts… And as a deterrent he engineered hell, As an incentive he promoted heaven. I did it my way After I am dead and gone away Let them say whatever they may, Night to night and day after day I have lived my life my own way, A god of my own I created to pray and my own devil I made to obey; I will own all my sins at play and vow all their wages to pay.