Three decorated men
an atheist, an agnostic and a theist
agitated, excited, enraged
howling at each other, like dogs
hurling abuses, stones too
to prove or disprove…
Age-old contentions
manipulators, crusaders, self-seekers
wars, jehads, murderers of civilizations…
Were they helping God
or
nurturing their narrow
feeble minds, inflated egos?
Look at Nature, I said
a perfect blend of contradictions
yet a perfect picture of harmony…
Why must you fight
to create chaos and fright?
Your heat sets all sense on flight
storms and tsunamis then serve you right…
Bountiful Nature wonders at your meaningless meanderings
mind, the greatest gift, nourishes all your shabby wanderings…
You hide your own hideous designs
tall talk, all for glorifying your signs
gratifying your wicked, vicious, fanatic neurons
fighting for God!
His omnipotence needs pigmies’ defence!
