THE BLEEDING PEN ANTHOLOGY 78 (ATHEISM)
Where were they when Jabez was crying
Or aren’t they the defeat of Elijah?
Where were they when Joseph was hunted
Or are they not the spoils of Babel?
Who dare provoke me to wrath
By giving ear to Atheism?!
They shall live forever;
And in this world they shall prosper,
No end ’cause no deity,
All moment is for alacrity,
There is no hell,
This is their place to dwell.
I’m an atheist,
I’ve been to hundreds of secret places
For my back pocket to be filled with boons
And my wardrobe filled with pounds not coins
After all cantrips, nothing seems to show
I made up my mind, that has remain the flow.
Gnostic, Agnostic and Atheist swims in the ocean of hot debate,
So how will nature give its first rate
Since hearts drink from the well of survival of the fittest
So experiment of doctrine has becomes the greatest among the rest.
Atheism frustrates religion’s legacy
With fact for their blind eyes to see.
Dumb headed liar!
A figment of your imagination
You have tried to sell me.
Yet, with no valid proof.
I’m no fool, like you.
There is no god.
A great thinker,
Who do not believe in metaphysics,
And proclaim nature to still remain it physics,
A life that has no soul,
And a body assume to remain eternity,
But life still proofs his continuity.
Though no proof of his existence,
Yet whole world is flocked still,
Wasting time in rituals and rites!
Ever questioned the very existence,
Or felt the power of your own will,
Enough to make great our lives!
Now he knows. Atheism is worthless wrench
wanting the ‘ so called deity ‘ he constantly referred.
to be proven, when its a myth.
The ‘so called deity ‘ saves him, he is everywhere.
Now he knows.
Don’t bug me with stories and fantasies
Am not one of you dumb horses
Who’s brain were tied with bridle
And put in check by Quran and Bible
Dieties are unreal to me an atheist
It is well proved by scientist.
God is dead.
Made up a theory for proof.
The galaxy came by itself.
This is all he tells himself.
An atheist he is, his ears now gone deaf.
He only listens to his head.
Have you seen the foundation of heaven?
Or have you found the beautiful mansions in hell?
Tell more of the beautiful virgins that will grace your heavenly tavern,
And I will grant to your ignorance a million shekels.
Humans die; lifeless and decay,
Forever; bodies lie under clay.
The world war will come to a tail
And that Jesus is coming back at world’s tail
The second coming must prevail
And of no iota of doubt death himself must perish
I know not the hours of the events
But already below Your Majesty knowledge; I shall of course loud Your laud
Y. A, OLAWALE
Gods that cannot send
Down fire when the people of baal called
Is that one god?
Atheos is what I believe
The thesis that negates divinity
Surely contradicts reality.
If not plagiarism, what do you call
A mind that removes the author’s name?
Atheism does not exist;
For to deny God is to deify oneself.
You said you believe in thinking
What is thinking?If not what God put into your brain
God creates me
God creates you
It is God who creates the thinking you think.
If they’re no divine beings
Who created thee,thyself?
Even the squirrel believes in power
And the lizard nods in affirmation of a being
How folly of thee to believe in telekinesis
But acknowledges no supreme being.
Mountains you make invaluable,
Claiming with human moral you’re able,
The sky laugh you scorn on their table,
The moon dance at your ignorance,
Awake from sleep without endurance,
The stars await you to balance.
Now, he’s confused, so worried and bittered.
Stays home all day, his heart remained littered.
Suicide came to give advice but suddenly he sights his guitar.
With his fingers on the strings, he happily declared no longer being an atheist.
The tune soothes his mind, there’s no need to see a therapist.
Staring at his mirror and without doubt he noticed God exists.
To him God is a fairytale
who exist only in image
to him there is no God
there is no supreme being
no place after the earth
no religion than love
we just live to die
that’s his believe and doctrine
So I sang, trusting on my strength.
Like a freethinker caged in his own thoughts_
I ignored the existence of divinity.
The gods I gave no credence, gave nature relevance.
Drenched in my folly I had been practicing heresy.
Was it naiveté or asininity, I pondered.
Tales has been spouted about dragons existence
If only I believed in tales, I’ll be barbie with her fairytale
Did dragons breathed cold fire? Did dinosaurs trampled souls?
Eons ago it happened, the evidence behind are series of bullshits
The sun claps for my wild thoughts,
If I was in the stone age, will I be a non- atheist’s?
Y. A, OLAWALE
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