rebellion_in_sanity

The Gospel of The Modern God

** This poem critiques materialistic excess. The author explores how individuals justify actions that decimate countless lives—literally or figuratively—in the name of economic progress. There is a morbid fascination with the subversion of ethics and morality, revealing the unsettling ways people rationalize their deeds. **

Hello, my friend,  
Standing there, forlorn,  
Vacant stare into the abyss of despair,  Feeling you can\'t go on.  

 

Did you face a tempest,  
One that challenged your moral choices?  
Did someone play back the scenes of cruelty  
On the path to becoming  
The king of all you surveyed?  

 

Did you recall those faces,  
Bathed in tears of pure terror?  
Those pleading eyes,  
Moments before you crushed them by the wayside—  
Did those faces return from their graves  
And puncture your effortless sleep?  
Did they make you feel that God shall  
Treat you as evil?  

 

I am your savior. I am your God,  
The voice inside your head.  
I showed you the path to success,  
And I shall do it again.  

 

Listen to me, and listen to me well—  
God and redemption are figments of imagination;  
They never served anyone well.  
God was never there. He should never be.  
If He were true, then how did He  
Let the wealthy trample upon the poor so easily?  
Why did He chain everyone in wealth,  
And never set anyone free?  

 

If God were there,  
How did He let people make guns?  
Years it takes to give life to anything,  
Yet in seconds, a soft squeeze of the trigger  
Can make someone fall.  

 

If God were there,  
How did He approve of war?  
How did He condone the mass misery of poverty?  
How did He let falsehood start?  

 

I am the true God on Earth.  
Without me, everything shall perish.  
I created money, jobs, and pink slips.  
Open your eyes and let them see my design.  
The war business brings wealth and joy,  
It makes so many lives shine,  
Yet in conflict, so many perish.  

 

Remember my teaching—  
On the path to success,  
Morality is the true evil.  
Free yourself from its whims;  
Only then  
Shall you become a man with free will.

 

Go forth, my friend,  
Conquer the world with impudence.  
Ordinary men must fall for your glory;  
Their helplessness shall make you feel—  
Your freedom from impermanence.  

 

There is no heaven; there is no hell.  
Life is but an accident.  
Yesterday is no more.  
Tomorrow shall never be.  
Devote yourself to true religion—  
The only true religion on Earth:  
Greed, falsehood, wealth, and treachery.