RE: 2 years back, I wrote this poem.
November 13, 2018 at 7:21 am
(This post was last modified: November 13, 2018 at 7:25 am by Brian37.)
Poetry by Brian37 (poems by an atheist)(originally posted on Rational Responders 4/12/2012
I post all over the web, but I want a back up in case my computer or one particular website goes down.
Out out brief Candle, By Brian37 My take on MacBeth act 5, scene 5.
QUOTE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE MACBETH:"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Here is my spin on that wonderful and profound line:
Out, Out brief candle, By Brian37
To-deities, and to-gods, and to-God
Creeps in this petty tyrant from day to day
Until the extinction of humanity new ones will be invented
And all of yesterday's gods have been created by fools
The way to tribal death. Out out brief myth
Claims are but a walking shadow, a poor reflection
That struts our narcissism upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by the credulous, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.
(END)
EDIT, I changed the original poem listed at that website which was "yestergods" changed it to "yesterday's gods".
Point of the poem isn't just an ode to that line, but pointing out the reality that religion is human made and will not be around after our species goes extinct.
I post all over the web, but I want a back up in case my computer or one particular website goes down.
Out out brief Candle, By Brian37 My take on MacBeth act 5, scene 5.
QUOTE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE MACBETH:"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Here is my spin on that wonderful and profound line:
Out, Out brief candle, By Brian37
To-deities, and to-gods, and to-God
Creeps in this petty tyrant from day to day
Until the extinction of humanity new ones will be invented
And all of yesterday's gods have been created by fools
The way to tribal death. Out out brief myth
Claims are but a walking shadow, a poor reflection
That struts our narcissism upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by the credulous, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.
(END)
EDIT, I changed the original poem listed at that website which was "yestergods" changed it to "yesterday's gods".
Point of the poem isn't just an ode to that line, but pointing out the reality that religion is human made and will not be around after our species goes extinct.