Kill it next life
If it wasn’t for a question because of the unknown,
religion would never have been made up and shown.
No answer was real until science came around,
technology has proven religion to be unsound.
Why still believe in the lies history has told?
Why believe the person telling you to behold?
Why listen to a prayer and force yourself to kneel?,
living your life as a dead and rotting horses heel.
If the first answer given was made up of truth,
we wouldn’t hear the religious lies passing the tooth.
Out the mouth to the unknowing ears,
spouting lies spreading afterlife fears.
These traps setup by long ago egotistical men,
there is even some that have commandments, ten.
Why follow those that will break their own rules?,
misleading the followers making them tools.
Why give your money and time to the lies?,
we all go to the darkness when we die.
No afterlife, no heavens beauty, no hells heat,
just our essence from body to body on repeat.
Forgetting the past life, we failed too properly live,
common sense and thoughts to religion did give.
When you return to the living, breathing state,
hopefully, you will give religion lesser weight.
Call out the lies those people constantly tell,
let the believers believe they are going to hell,
just for believing another’s distorted lies.
Then of religion bring on its demise.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: At some point Humanity will give up religion and start believing in itself.
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Comments4
An interesting in logical poem. Logic and belief have always been at odds. Let others believe what they wish and find happiness in delusions. Very nicely, composed it drips with anger.
Great write
And what do I have here? declares the Lord. For my people have been taken away for nothing, and those that rule them mock, declares the Lord.
And all day long my name is constantly blasphemed."
It is thought-provoking, boldly addressing and describing the agenda of the social function of religion in our time.
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