I think we lack poetry in here, personally I suck at writing it, and absolutely *hated* it in school because it was all forced and unoriginal. But, I appreciate a well written poem, especially when it's on my favourite topic of discussion. I have a few that are actually pro-religion but, given the focus of the forum I'll leave them on the shelf for now but, anyone else wanting to share a poem, do not feel you have to use the same restraints. all are welcome.
I'll start, a poem I found online by a user named Brian37.
Brian37 - How great thour art.
How great thou art,
To let them suffer
Pestulance and famine
And wars that linger
How great thou art
Your ambiguous hands
Threaten with fear
We all be damned
The wallet is love
And you have the gun
Aimed at our heads
Refusing to give
Will make us all burn
What kindly thoughts
To frighten us
To bow to you
Because it's love?
I have a choice
This much is true
Discarding myth
Is that I value
Discard the pitchforks
And halo's due
Just like red noses
And sugarplums too
How great the farce
And fantacy
A D&D game
Deadly reality
How great thou art
To give us this orb
Full of desease
And hateful hords
I know thy name
It is not divine
Tis a creation
Of ancient minds
Thor and Isis
Marduke extinct
Their magical spells
Have the same link
How great thou arnt
And nothing new
History is full
Of claims like you
A day may come
When we Cruise by
A statue of Hubbard
Billions rely
How great thou arnt
In Genisis
You stole your story
From polytheists
Ugartic text
Is older motif
So too the flood
In Gelgimesh
Hardly original
Nor does it prove
That spirts knock up girls
Gabriel "Mary, God is in the mood".
Thot cured an eye
Long before Jesus
Rabbits and hats
Are still slight of hand
How great thou arnt
This human mind
The mental slight
Is the bind
It's fuzzys are warm
And grandious
The lure of a promise
That doesn't exist
How fake thou art
By any name
Apollo to Allah
It's all the same
It's in their heads
And all made up
The past is the present
And they don't give up
How great thou arnt
This tribalism
Leading to death
Over fiction
Magic and myth
In the span of time
Change their colors
But never decline
How great the mind
When set free
From the binds
Of mythology
I'll start, a poem I found online by a user named Brian37.
Brian37 - How great thour art.
How great thou art,
To let them suffer
Pestulance and famine
And wars that linger
How great thou art
Your ambiguous hands
Threaten with fear
We all be damned
The wallet is love
And you have the gun
Aimed at our heads
Refusing to give
Will make us all burn
What kindly thoughts
To frighten us
To bow to you
Because it's love?
I have a choice
This much is true
Discarding myth
Is that I value
Discard the pitchforks
And halo's due
Just like red noses
And sugarplums too
How great the farce
And fantacy
A D&D game
Deadly reality
How great thou art
To give us this orb
Full of desease
And hateful hords
I know thy name
It is not divine
Tis a creation
Of ancient minds
Thor and Isis
Marduke extinct
Their magical spells
Have the same link
How great thou arnt
And nothing new
History is full
Of claims like you
A day may come
When we Cruise by
A statue of Hubbard
Billions rely
How great thou arnt
In Genisis
You stole your story
From polytheists
Ugartic text
Is older motif
So too the flood
In Gelgimesh
Hardly original
Nor does it prove
That spirts knock up girls
Gabriel "Mary, God is in the mood".
Thot cured an eye
Long before Jesus
Rabbits and hats
Are still slight of hand
How great thou arnt
This human mind
The mental slight
Is the bind
It's fuzzys are warm
And grandious
The lure of a promise
That doesn't exist
How fake thou art
By any name
Apollo to Allah
It's all the same
It's in their heads
And all made up
The past is the present
And they don't give up
How great thou arnt
This tribalism
Leading to death
Over fiction
Magic and myth
In the span of time
Change their colors
But never decline
How great the mind
When set free
From the binds
Of mythology
