SUNDAY SCRIBBLINGS
Topic: Faith.
OH ME OF LITTLE FAITH.
I am living without faith. Does that sound depressing?
I don't believe in anything, that's what I'm confessing.
When, in my teens, I sat, one day, all dutiful, in church,
Faith flew out the window! But I'm not left in the lurch!
My problem with religious faith is that human beings preach it!
If God were utterly obvious no-one would need to teach it!
I made up my mind, in those early days, that I would pay no heed
To what came from a human source, whatever might be the creed.
I would just believe what I can hear and see and smell and touch!
And, honestly, I've got along just fine. Does that shock you too much?
For one thing, take Eternal Life! I think that's horrifying.
I'll have no expectations at the moment of my dying.
I will never be 'rewarded' so I'm not wracked by guilt.
I am very far from perfect but it's only 'milk that's spilt'.
But I worship LIFE for that's all there is! At least, that's my belief.
Religions seem to add to the toll of pain and woe and grief!
Take the state of the world right now! How much better it would be
If the world cut-out religion and just lived faithlessly.
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VOLCANO
(Written in response to my friend, Margaret's, artwork.)
The ocean floor was shattered
By an earthquake beneath the sea,
And a miracle island surfaced
Where no island ought to be.
And a passing puffin saw it
And rejoiced in new-born land,
Which came to life in an instant
As if by a magician's hand.
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