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Nov 2011
It all began with an explosion,
Some force from outer space.
We don’t know how this all happened
But we know this is the case.
Billions of years upon the making
Churning, burning, spinning fast
The chances so slim for our existence
But that point, I will make last.
There is no god, we all just happened
Please get that through your mind.
It’s all part of nature’s cycle.
Humanity it blind.
The birds.
The trees.
The sky.
The night.
What makes more sense
Is a god who said “Let there be light”.
Explain to me how love evolved,
The beauty of the trees.
How everything is naturally pleasing.
The birds and the bees.
No animal loves the way we do,
And yet we see no proof?
There is no gene for jealousy or lust
And still humanity’s aloof.
My belief in god
Does not hang on numbers or in books.
My belief in god
Is found in all the crannies and the nooks.
The beauty!
The beauty!
Explain to me the beauty
Of the sunset,
Of the grass,
Of the person you love.
How can you look at them
And still believe there’s nothing above?
All just a collection of organized chaos and parts
Passed down through careful selection void of divine art.
How do we know what’s right, what’s wrong?
You cannot rationalize that our consciences just came along.
I don’t rely on science or math to tell me what is fact.
I only can speak of what I feel, and how I choose to act.
I don’t know exactly what is out there, or what religion is true.
But I know that there’s more out there than just me and you.
If you believe there is no god,
There is no wrong or right.
So do what you want,
Nothing matters, its alright.
We are nothing but random chemicals,
Thrown together at some time on some night.
And somehow,
Through luck,
By chance,
By fate,
Everything was beautiful.
Everything was beautiful.
Lindsey Williams
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