Why I am an Atheist......  


                   This is the way,
                   That is the way,
                   For all ages we cry,
                   Often lost in those minced glib,
                   Strangled to our souls death.

                   Why should I tread these 'Ways'- ,
                   In my paralyzed (pedestrian) state,
                   When all 'ways' are to that - If
                   It   Meets at heavenly abode?

                   If I harbor not -
                   Unsolicited darkly thoughts,
                   And exhume all my vile acts,
                   For whom should I solicit -
                   A for fending God?

                   Every time, in eons,
                   A new God is born;
                   In whose comprehension,
                   He dwells?    
                   In whose delight -
                   He charms!
                   And in whose folly -
                   He succors?
  
                   Not all the Gods blesses you,
                  Or resides in their crowns-
                  To wipe your tears,
                  Of toils and perils!

                  None can ever be at rest,
                  With life's gauntlet let.
                   No dead souls by their wont,
                   Tells us the truth-
                   Of impending days- or
                   To one who awaits.

                   Often, whose God dies young?
                   Brings no mellifluous life to breath.
                   A God, if lives within us,
                   How munificently,
                   He Strides.