The Final Point

Get off your knees and renounce your deity
And you are not alone with millions of laity

You're now released from the bondage of belief
And now you can heave that giant sigh of relief

Not held tight by a spiritual fist that's clenched
Not fixed into place by some rusted monkey wrench

The world around is laid bare before your eyes
The wonder is endless, all this beauty and surprise

But in your eyes appears the question mark
What ignited this universe, some divine spark?

Who really knows, it pops the progression
Yet, the answers are always a suggestion

But, the tangible existence is held so dear
So, why is it that death is something to fear?

There's a saw: some events are worse than death
Just ask the men and women addicted to meth

Or the prisoners locked up until the real end
No wonder convicts turn around, those I commend

All who survive do it all on terms of their own
I now see why those laity welched on the loan

It never existed, so freedom is duly and truly free
We're not controlled by some dictatorial majesty

We are alone, just a pebble suspended
So the heretic busts apart all joints bended

To some divine non-presence that is unverified
That idea leaves the believers all so terrified

Scared of a process older than prostitution
I guess eternal darkness is the retribution

For any life saved, be it virtuous or vicious
Why are such thoughts considered seditious?

The odds are even since the afterlife is veiled
No one likes to believe that a coffin is a jail

Solitary confinement is the ultimate verdict
For everyone, from Napoleon to Quentin Burdick

Disbelief is the position that wins by default
So take the arcane and deposit it in the vault

Time still passes and the technology advances
While religious fascism simply sing and dances

Around pointing the dual weapons of hope and fear
At all locales far away to right now and here

But the gloves are off and the fighting is fierce
The pens are sharp and the quotes shall pierce

And it shall rage until the Earth is rendered devoid
Since this pixel-sized speck can be easily destroyed

So the purpose-driven life only exists in the carbon being
To each their own, the only principle almost worth needing

It's not all that pure, not that easy to pan ideas out
But science and observance is what learning is about

So, bend back to normal your useable hinge joints
Live logically without belief, that being the final point!

Reviews

[Dayran]

A wonderful introduction to philosophy. Too often the imperative to learn is sandbagged with fears and anxieties beyond what is normal. This says it fairly and with the teacher's touch for the student's mindfulness. A great write!

[Tai Chi Italy Take Two]

living in the moment
in the suspension of disbelief
Equals, the final score.

Great poem

smiling at you

Tai

[Priscilla Sayers]

A fabulous poem and inspiring as well. giving strength to the reader... Demanding it.
Love it!!!

[Seshat Nidaba]

This had a depth that far surprassed your metre and rhyme scheme, you are writing poetry here, not your usual mercurial aphorisms.

Your urge towards deconstructionism is impressive.