The Fossils Made of Clay

It only makes sense if it fits 
their world view.
The damage has been done.
For what it's worth,
We know what we'll do.
Creation science will explain it 
to you.

A devil so devious.
Much to my dismay.
Ground breaking research.
The fossils made of clay.

Satan is the devil.
He planted them himself.
What an evil bastard.
Satan needs some help.

You see I'm only kidding.
Creation isn't true.
Those are only stories.
Meant to piss on you.

The truth we all know here.
Science holds the key.
But don't tell religion.
Religion has a need.

I can see it now.
The clay is forming.
Taking shape.
You foolish bastards.
The devils warning.
You are apes.
With only faith standing in your 
way.
Keep digging for "truth" and 
you will find.
With the tricks the devil likes to 
play.
The fossils made of clay.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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