brief letter to a god-defender

alas, a letter, forever without an intelligent reply.

dear madam or sir

allow me a moment

for i have a rather pertinent question that has been bugging me like

crazy

for a long time

buzzing like a patch of black flies

at the edge of my hairline right at the nape of my neck smack dab in the middle of the month of may

 

why

if your omniscient deity is soooooooo all powerful

does it need

you

to defend it?

 

can it not fight its own battles?

we have heard all your fairytale fictions to be simply

they

are

bullshit

&

hogwash

we have heard all about the consequences that will be bestowed upon us for not believing

in your own

personal

god

 

and yet we still do not care

we still do not do what you say

we still do not believe as you do

in this murderous thing you call a god

 

instead

what we have

are real life atrocities

countless tales of people being

oppressed & tormented,

raped & beaten,

all in the name of your gods

 

we have wars upon wars,

genocides, famines,

epidemics,

&

natural disasters

all

piling up the body count

while your loving god

watches

moving the pieces around his little chessboard

that he created for his own amusement apparently

 

even if you will never bend

why do you feel that you cannot sleep until

you have made me

succumb to your idiot ways?

 

why must you run through cities, villages and towns

like f*****g paul revere

screaming at the top of your lungs

that all of us heathens need to repent

before the final days?

 

why can’t you let us all burn in your own personal hell?

yes, why can’t you do this

(picture it in your head---all the people that you ever disliked, burning for eternity),

and while you are doing it---shut the f**k up?

 

it must be an explosion of anger that rushes through you

every time that you come across a non-believer

(in whatever fictional story you believe in)

you must want to kill us with your own bare hands

for defiling your

creator

you must want your hands dripping with the blood of my own gouged

jugular

but a sense of beautiful calm flushes over you

as you tell yourself that you don’t have to

because your god will do it for you

and to you that means everything

that is all the justice that needs to be had

in this world

 

i do have to apologize

as i said this letter was to be brief

but i always find myself going on and on

when confronted with you god-defenders

i guess that is because

you

are

just

so

very

easy

to

offend

and

piss

off

 

and i must admit

it does bring a smile to my face

and i need to get every one that i can now, don’t i, that is

before i “get what’s coming to me”