Nature is my staff
The Universe my rod
I find religion’s notion
Of what God is
To be odd
The first Gods were creations
By people who could see
That there are things far greater
Than them, or you, or me
These Gods – they represented
The “spirits” all around
The thunder, lightning, rainfall
Trees, fish, the sacred ground
The Aboriginal people
Thought these – and more – “divine”
Respected all their power
And took them as a sign
And somewhere in antiquity
Someone with big ideas
Thought if these engendered awe
They’d then engender fears
And so it came to pass
That someone else built on that plan
And shifted awe of nature
To awe of some “sky man”
No longer were the spirits
Of mountains and of trees
Revered as sacred beings
That brought men to their knees
Instead the temple priests
Who figured out the game
Co-opted all that well-placed fear
And misplaced it in “His” name
To them it stood to reason
That man held all dominion
And nature was ours to be used
In their learned opinion
And people could be pushed and pulled
As long as they “believe”
And from that moment it was truly
Easy to deceive
And so they wrote a Bible
And in it they averred
That God created everything
And it was made “the word”
And people having little
Education in that day
Were told that this is how “it” is
And “it” was underway
And Judeo-Christians learned that God
Made all in six long days
A mere ten thousand years ago
Well, God does have his ways
And yea, He did all that about
Ten thousand years ago
(Science shows we’re thirteen
Billion years of age or so)
But science cannot be believed
In matters of creation
Reason holds no sway
Over fiery conflagration
(This alone should be the hint
That God is mere device
To keep the thoughtless scared to death
Scared not to sacrifice)
Anyway –
At the same time God created Adam
And – as the story goes
Woman came from Adam’s rib –
And that was that – case closed
And verily, and yea we say
Thou shall not question why
Or think, or challenge any word
Of Him up in the sky
And he who lies with another he
And she who lies with she
Must be then all put to death
Leviticus two-oh-one-three
And owning slaves is okay ‘cause
The Good Book finds no fault
And Jonah lived inside a whale
And Lot’s wife turned to salt
And Bible folk say these tales are
Apocryphal – truth hidden
So gay folks needn’t worry
Fundamentalists are just kiddin’
And war? And murder? And man’s
Inhumanity to man?
These things are none of God’s affair
Have faith – He has a plan
Anyway –
So nature was by then a thing
Disposable to shape
To take from and despoil
To pillage and to rape
And yet I’ve never heard that “word”
Mine eyes have never seen
That glory – but I have seen lightning,
Mountains, grasses green
I’ve heard the ocean’s mighty roar
Seen the stars we spin amidst
Seen photos of our tiny planet
By the sun been kissed
I’ve seen the majestic elephant
The shark, the whale, the bee
Seen waterfalls and tiny buds
Walked deserts, dove the sea
I know each snowflake will be different
Throughout eternity
And within each grain of sand
A googolplex of mystery
There’s proof that I am made from
The big bang long ago
Those atoms that have never left
This universe we know
And when I need to speak with
Or worship the divine
I stand on holy Mother Earth
And look up at my shrine
(In this matter Barking in the Dark in no way wishes to diminish anyone else’s belief system. I am merely stating my own.)
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This poem. I like it a lot.
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Well said, my friend!
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thank you Don. continue…
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Amen. Er … right on. I absolutely agree.
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hahaha…very droll. thanx PT. continue…
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I really enjoyed reading that, thank you!
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it’s only what life has shown me. thanx Lenore…and thanks for ordering my CD – i appreciate it. continue…
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I think, therefore I am…
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i think so. thanx Claudio. continue…
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