Witty Paradox

Let's say we have capitulated yes, let's say we have succumbed to their whimsical naivété and inane wisdom Let us assume that it is all phoney that it is a bogus hoax-filled folklore We shall now pretend that we have been beguiled by such marvelous exercise of ludicrous folly Such bombardment of contorted philosophy But in our gullibility we shall yet ask in sheepish inquisition and meek certainty if this course so pitiably slandered be nothing but deceit, why then does it stand conspicuously so therapeutic? why has it made men who traversed through the impossible vortex of reality's odd challenges? why has it given Invigoration with hope the haggard Destitute? Why has it restored green to those fallen human twigs Why has it steadied nerves and halted addictions? Why has it healed the sick and made disappear tumults? Why has it prognosticated that which we now perceive Does nothingness do that Does nothingness tender an insight so revealing, So infinite. Does nothingness and baseless belief deliver from the vague labyrinth of man's ordination if these be true Who then doubt's the veracity Why then disprove religion