Poetry Sucks

Life is precious because it is short.

There is no purpose or destiny beyond what you give of yourself.

Stop waiting to live or love life because of god.

You are better than this.

God is beyond the verification of science.

Faith protects the idea of god from proof.

Let us elevate hope to a truth,

In the end you and I are stardust.

Are we becoming sick,

From our own hate?

Not what to blame for our love of war.

Not what to believe; anymore.

Stop!!!

Hating ourselves,

For the faults of money grubbers...

We have the internet to soothe us,

We have voices in our heads.

When did boredom become a thing,

What is the sound of a freedom ring?

Stop!!!

Hating ourselves,

For the faults of money grubbers...

If you don't know one thing,

Then one thing seems like a lot.

We have the internet to soothe us,

We have voices in our heads.

Stop!!!

Hating ourselves,

For the faults of money grubbers...