As a boy I was lost and afraid
Ashamed and scared
Every bad thing that every happened
Was god
Every urge was a sin
Demons possessed people
And the Devil lurked in the shadows
As a boy
I believed
I wore a necklace with a cross
For protection
As I aged
I gained more knowledge.
I wasn't so afraid anymore
I had doubt, although doubt itself
Was sin
But I didn't care
I was tired of praying..
Atheism.. my savior
Science the prophet.
I was tired of seeing so much hate
And hearing "god loves everyone"
I no longer feared eternal punishment
For living how I wanted,
Doing what I felt
Mistakes no longer condemned me..
They helped me learn
And that is all.
I wasn't afraid to live anymore
Atheism empowered me..
It humbled me.
I am but a speck of space dust
And that is grand in all means
Amazing and uplifting
The wonder
The unknown
If there is a god somewhere out there..
Thank him for atheism.
I'm no longer a boy..
But the cross necklace
I still wear..
Not as a sign of absolute
But as the torture device
That is religion.
My reminder
Of the prison where I once dwelled...