Subject: Religion

Why don't I believe,
don't I have faith,
did I ever believe in an almighty?

False prophets and preachers,
tell me to root this way in these church bleachers.
They say bow before the one God perfect,
do it as god says in the good book,
Sounds like a jealousy defect.

All the money they too,
to fund their reasons to teach gods praises,
pound it into our heads,
the all powerful could have done it himself.
Doesn't the all knowing, know;
his knowledge makes us paupers.

We broke his tablets and his commands,
wouldn't he have punished us for all our sins?
Is god our biggest has been?
Has he left us, just gone away,
just like the toy he broke on christmas day.

Does god even look like me,
is he the one that fills us with apathy?
I think I'll keep on sinning,
just because it keeps me grinning.
Why should I kneel and pray,
was god ever here to obey?

Is god our savior,
he's never answered when I cried his name.
I'll never get to heaven with this behavior.
I detest playing his game.

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Joshua S. Bell
icbod@spy.net