As if to walk away from Hell, he paces,
Going the opposite of anywhere,
Escaping from his fellow fickle faces.
Yet, he can't escape himself, his master,
The one humanity had best beware--
He's a supernatural disaster.

Dreams aren't for those with wings who cannot fly.
The ostrich and the penguin tell the tale
That if you can't you also shouldn't try;
Why flap at all when feebly you will fail?
They're content obeying gravity,
And keeping dreams and feet upon the ground.
Flying to them is sheer depravity.
Being on earth, they know they're heaven-bound.
They feel the wind-- no need to sublimely soar.
They see the sky-- no need for close-up views.
No need to win-- there's no one keeping score,
No need to wag their wings-- they cannot lose.
With useless wings they've no hope of getting higher.
That's fine with them; they've given up desire.

There are only one of me as far as I know.

What life do I take pleasure in

but taking glory in my sin?

If there's a god that finds me lacking

Then he deserves a decent smacking.

I may not believe like you or you;

I also can't know for certain what's true.

My mind will not allow me to.

I love you more than life and death,

and all the words of earth combined.

I'd give you even my last breath,

and in your heart I might just find

the thing that I've been looking for,

the love I crave so frightening.

You're not my lost and loved Lenore,

but something much more quieting.

I'm speechless in you presence, though

I'd never give you up to doubt,

and all my feelings I can crow

will never let you run about.

I love you better than myself,

and that, my dear, defines itself.

I've trudged the tracks of righteousness alone
And walked the walk of wickedness with grace.
I've done things I cannot now condone
On either side-- you'd see it in my face.

I thank god for this life which I have wasted
And all the gifts which it has given me,
But how do I repay when I've not tasted
The lavish love of such an old decree?

"By faith" you say. I say "you have it all,
For I'm not one to disbelieve my doubt
But faith? Oh, please don't make me lol.
Betrayal changes what men are all about."

Perhaps god's nothing. I'm fine with it;
Ex nihilo cogitatione fit.

The world will be better after science proves god exists.