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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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