The ethereal crutchA Poem by Samuel JackBit of a rant about my views on religion.
Religion
The ethereal crutch Held close for comfort It's uses few not much For every hundred saved by it a thousand more will die All the while thinking they were safe inside gods eye Spirituality is not something to ignore and shirk But there's a tribal undertone that makes me very nervous Christian soldiers laugh and burn Korans. While the Taliban attach bombs to vans Admittedly they are all right wing fools I'd love to say they're all exceptions to the rules I know not everyone is a zealot in disguise But they ruin it for the rest of you, with their self justified lies Thou shall not kill, I wish people would remember that The west celebrates themselves As innocents erupt in a bloody splat To vivid? Why sorry ill turn off the news It's not you I hate, just your pig ignorant views No justice for any humans In the end we all lose Just remember Hate goes in a circle Alternating attacker and defender Towards a dark future we hurtle We won't destroy the planet Just our own environment The insects will wake one day and wonder at the silence Maybe they'll make religions And reasons to hate each other Or maybe they'll evolve beyond the need For an invisible Big brother I hope I don't offend But I'm not going to pretend Those books are nothing more than well written fiction Just comfort to hold close And hold you up The ethereal crutch Religion © 2013 Samuel JackAuthor's Note
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Added on June 10, 2013Last Updated on June 10, 2013 AuthorSamuel JackBirmingham, West Midlands, United KingdomAboutI'm from the industrial wasteland that is England, I'm very passionate about poetry, while not being very educated on the subject. So constructive criticism is more than welcome. I like poetry, for.. more..Writing
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