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There Is No God

As I wake Another day of nothing Grey skies and daily rituals A mugging here and there Smog surrounds me, it eats me inside Insects devour, life drains, ebbs, flows to death Meaningless is life Love simply prolongs ones agony On a journey with no purpose I assure you there is no God Show me a deity with such cruelty I dare you, for there is none Life is a random act of death To become us all Do not try and tell me different Intelligence is fates way to call us fools For whatever we choose to believe Mayans were ancients Deceived by the sun and moon They sacrificed their young On the pyramids of doom Today, the sun rose Tonight the moon shall greet my tired eyes Into a slumber, a blissful sleep I shall dream of the heavens and their gods Today I held in my arms an angel All of a year or so old Her arms outstretched, in blind love Knowing I would catch her dreams and breathe her smiles The devil that I am I could not resist To feed to her all my happiness Her little hands grasped, as her eyes flirted for more food I have some words of wisdom to bestow upon all you mortals now Any court jester who tells you there is no god They have not met Maya I am so blessed, that I have Notes: I had this in the works as a completely different poem. That afternoon I took care of Maya ( 18 months ) and her brother Timmy ( five ) Afterwards we went to a restaurant for a snack, and Maya in my arms was in heaven eating her onion rings !! Both Timmy and Maya are such little angels, that would brighten up anyone's days, and when you see how beautiful children are, you realize the deeper meanings of life!

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Arlene Smith

Date: 7/27/2014 6:57:00 AM

Why are we so quick to blame God for all the bad, but so slow in blessing him for the good... God is not the destructor, but the healer of destruction brought on by the Devil and our own hand... Wonderful write my friend!.. Hugs.. Arlene

Ralph Sergi

Date: 6/6/2014 9:11:00 AM

Hi Art: Thanks for your comment on my bawdy. Done in the interest of poetic license (ha ha)

Robert Lindley

Date: 6/5/2014 7:36:00 AM

Truly a fantastic write my friend! Children are the world that has love in it. I once tried to imagine an entire world with no children, it was a nightmare! Triple bravo's on this beautiful offering!!!!!!

Paul Callus

Date: 5/31/2014 1:25:00 PM

Very good write Arthur! Loved how you started on one side of the 'river' and finished on the opposite one! Enjoy Maya and thank the one who has made this possible. // paul

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/4/2014 10:37:00 AM

Thanks Paul, I added a wee not to explain how that came about!

Ralph Sergi

Date: 5/28/2014 11:57:00 AM

Hi Arthur: I was fascinated and also intrigued by this poem in that You met and fed an angel your happiness. Perhaps you can give me a commentary on it. GREAT WRITE!

Arthur Vaso
Date: 6/4/2014 10:36:00 AM

Thanks Ralph, I meant to add some notes in way of explanation, so I just did!!!! Cheers!

Mustapha Mohammed

Date: 5/25/2014 6:44:00 PM

I totally concur with some of the reviews here Arthur. Thought provoking piece. Keep that ink flowing.. : )

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/25/2014 8:10:00 PM

Thanks Mustapha, always a pleasure to hear from you!

Doris Jamoner

Date: 5/25/2014 6:26:00 PM

Well written.. I like how it started and ended.. It is really an interesting and intriguing poem. - All the Best Doris

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/25/2014 8:09:00 PM

Thank you so much Doris! Welcome!

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser

Date: 5/25/2014 3:38:00 PM

intriguing, thought provoker.. maybe cause am not so particular with the MAyans thus i tried first to read about it lools.. :D well, it's sad that some tribes still do this type of offering "sacrificing their kid", inhumane and well unforgivable.... offering i believe is most acceptable when we give cheerfully and wholeheartedly..... and it's not because it is force nor it's because all are doing and so one must also do "just to be in"... no.. :), GBU Art

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/25/2014 8:08:00 PM

Hi Olive yes I am the "dead thought provoker" :)

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 5/25/2014 1:57:00 PM

- I share your thoughts here in your very well written poem - Thank you, Arthur - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/25/2014 8:06:00 PM

Hi there Anne Lise, thanks so much for your kind words!!

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 5/25/2014 12:40:00 PM

A very interesting write, Thought provoking Thanks for sharing. Thanks for sharing.... Lucilla

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/25/2014 8:05:00 PM

Thanks for your kind words Lucilla!

Elizabeth O'Driscoll

Date: 5/25/2014 11:22:00 AM

Enjoyed your poem Arthur, I think the sooner we stop blaming God for our cruelty the better, and take responsibility for our own actions. yes we are all born to die, what we do in between is our choice, and the choices we make affect others. Best wishes Elizabeth

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/25/2014 8:04:00 PM

Thank you so much!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 5/25/2014 8:58:00 AM

I did not believe in gravity and was confused by why I kept falling down instead of up. I like this poem it makes me realize that wether or not I believe in God has no bearing on His existance.

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/25/2014 8:03:00 PM

Thanks Richard, makes me happy when I see someone gets the point! Also Maya is 18 months old, and when I hold her, well you just see the world differently!!