From October 2011 (written much earlier), it seems the blog’sphere is populated by godheads, and whilst I admire your tenacity, I can’t shake that belief that god was a creation of a scared and ignorant humanity, looking for answers without the mechanisms (or wit) to fathom any; A humanity with whom we share very little in common today.
I re-blog this blues-inspired poem in the hope that there are other atheists out there, sharing this technology with all the devout..?
Poor white man got no God
Everyone loses when you ain’t got love
Got no money just got pain
and next time just gonna lose again
Poor white man down on luck
Waking each day though you don’t wake much
Lost that woman took your heart
Gave up feeling when it fell apart
How’s the light in your eyes
Got so lost and burnt to die inside?
Poor white man poor or free
Dragging blues like it’s captivity
Open eyes now open heart
This one life’s waiting for you to start