Religion, a force for good they say.
Medieval curds and whey.
A mixture of promises threats and worse,
Blight on the world this ancient curse.
Comfort can be drawn in times of woe,
Of this I'm certain and indeed I know.
If only the good that does exist,
Had not been twisted to misfit.
Vicars, Bishop's shepherd and flock,
Have turned mankind into a fearing lot.
To say that the Lord watches all,
Seems to make no sense at all.
Sleeping, waking at all times,
A foot out of place an eternal crime.
And whilst I see a place for it,
I can't accept this hallowed writ.
Hitchens, Russell, Dawkins and Harris
Spinoza, Lucretius could of stopped the damage,
Now done it can never be repaired,
A shame as mankind could of been spared.
Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 2:43 PM UTC
Religion, a force for good they say.
Medieval curds and whey.
A mixture of promises threats and worse,
Blight on the world this ancient curse.
Comfort can be drawn in times of woe,
Of this I'm certain and indeed I know.
If only the good that does exist,
Had not been twisted to misfit.
Vicars, Bishop's shepherd and flock,
Have turned mankind into a fearing lot.
To say that the Lord watches all,
Seems to make no sense at all.
Sleeping, waking at all times,
A foot out of place an eternal crime.
And whilst I see a place for it,
I can't accept this hallowed writ.
Hitchens, Russell, Dawkins and Harris
Spinoza, Lucretius could of stopped the damage,
Now done it can never be repaired,
A shame as mankind could of been spared.