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Jan 2017
So quick we are to claim there is no purpose,
As if everything happens in isolation,
It is easier for most of us this way,
Removing the notion of the soul,
Thus our basis for morality is ambiguous,
Allowing it to change at our whim,
In this mind frame self-interest rules,
There is no accountability to a higher power,
The weak prefer it this way,
They enjoy spreading their seeds of doubt,
For their strength is in others weakness,
A sad existence,
Ignoring the passion within themselves,
They love to say there is no god,
"Prove it" is the mantra of the faithless,
I ask them this,
How do the faithless prove love?
And if they can't,
Are they truly faithless?
Brandon Shane
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