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to
be secular 
I
want to not believe in your God 
so
fanciful – how hard can it be?
that
goes for your angels and prophets, 
your
devil – come as a job lot I believe 
made
everything your God 
and
he still blames you and me 
audacity!
what a beard, this one 
He
got such great discussions going 
just
by being the One 
because
he don't like competition 
He
was once mine, I believe
but
somebody must have got over it 
I
know that you don't believe in Him either
but
it's your God I want to not believe 
in
whom there is the art of heaven 
comes
with a lot of mumbo jumbo 
though
one must admit well said 
I
don't want to believe in the lot 
those
tablets, taboos, wacky commandments
none
of those arbitrary ancient laws 
the
sexist stuff, the racist, murder-the-kids
because
I said, then there's the ethnic cleansing 
I
want to not believe the whole book 
though
there are some beautiful bits 
I'd
like to argue with a rabbi
but
will there be one to argue with me? 
I
want to not believe in your fluff 
and
– strike me dead – 
I
don't believe that this cloud collection 
ever
tossed a bolt about 
was
even a single word said 
 
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