I DON’T BELIEVE
I don’t believe in Heaven.
I don’t believe in Hell.
If there’s a God looking after us,
He can’t be doing very well.
Oh, I’ve been exposed
to the teachings of Christ.
But, lately it seems,
I’ve had to stop and think twice.
Our country’s in a shambles.
The whole world is, in fact.
How could there be a Katrina?
Would a God have created that?
And, what about that Tsunami
and all the people who died?
Seems a God would have prevented it,
or at least, He should have tried.
Earthquakes and volcano’s?
Mudslides and floods?
Tornado’s and hurricanes?
The world’s oozing blood!
Children are starving,
yet we have billionaires.
If there were really a God,
wouldn’t He equal out the shares?
If there really were a God
who was able to create.
Wouldn’t you think the world
would be in a much better state?
What about the fighting and killing,
in ours and other lands.
Would a God allow it to happen,
if it were truly in His hands?
I don’t believe in Heaven.
I’ve been told that that’s my right.
But, if there’s a God and Heaven,
why so many fights?
Since the beginning of recorded time,
there’s been one war after another.
Most were over religious beliefs,
taught to us by our mothers.
If there really were a God,
He’d be a better referee.
He wouldn’t allow all the wars,
fought in the name of thee.
When my wife left us,
that was His final straw.
If there really is a God,
He’s got a fatal flaw.
Never, have I known someone
more deserving, every day.
If there really was a God
she’d not have passed away.
There are people far less giving
still here with us today.
This world would be a better place
if she’d have been allowed to stay.
I don’t believe in God.
And, I know I have that right.
A real God wouldn’t have made her suffer,
or He’d have allowed her to win that fight.
If there really were a God,
and he really could create.
He’d make better choices.
He’d never have made that mistake.
© copyright 2010 Richard Lee King
Anna
Donna
The quality of your poem by the way Richard is superb!
Best regards,
David
I believe in a Great Spirit that is all-knowing and helps us connect (if we let it), but is n o t all-powerful. Nor is it an invisible man or woman sitting On High. How people can worship a god that deliberately maims and kills when it isn't judging or ignoring. . .blows your mind, doesn't it?
It depresses me no end that religion is used as a tool to denigrate, separate, deny, and destroy. That people can believe that totally
contradictory statements are "facts." That such "facts" should direct
actions and be considered "moral" and "righteous". . .am I starting to rant and rave? Why not? World has gone mad!!
Oh, well. There are a lot of good people. Some of whom are
poets, as well. Help us think and communicate and celebrate our
humanity!!
xOx Phyllis xOx
I believe at one time or the other the feelings you share here are sentiments that have been felt by us all. Everyone looks for the meaning in suffering. I believe there must be benefit in suffering, for there to be so much of it in this world. It is evident that suffering extracts love from the hearts of those who witness others in pain or in need. Perhaps love is the answer...
Paul
To be honest and real is to step outside the amazing box of nonsense and stop playing- and start living life.
Yep.
John
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