Dark Poetry #4 |
Architecture of an Atheist |
axslayerxisxborn Junior Member
since 2006-08-03
Posts 10 |
The sun’s light shall never illuminate my face The acceptance of me is the sin of another Because my faith refuses to be Excommunication is all I receive My sins are my own By your standards I am damned So send me to this hell you speak of My head will be high and the smiles will spew As I merrily trot though those gate of sin I do not fear the opaque omnipotence of the devil himself It is he who shall abandon all hope For I have entered here And you God, the conjurer of contradictions Shall not be ostracized From my oral obligation To condemn those Who lay condemnation upon me It is he who leads you A figureless being controlling souls Who give their souls away to the unseen Faith is but a joke A series of excuses for fools afraid of the truth Free will is all we have A guarantee I will never lay down |
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lace_of_light Junior Member
since 2006-08-02
Posts 44 |
wow...you sure made your point. i like the way it flows and i now how you feel. i'm ready to accept death, though i'm not sure if i'm afraid of satan or not... "areyouinorareyouout? eitherwayyoucan'twin." he said. "butthefallwillbefantasticandwhat'sleftisnothinglessthanperfection" |
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beautyincalvary Member
since 2006-07-13
Posts 98 |
I don't know if you even are one, but I am and this is exactly how I feel. Well said. |
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Philmont Member
since 2004-01-10
Posts 61 |
Your apostrophes (yeah, they'd have to be if you're an atheist) are great. Talking to a dead God! |
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Sorrow Member
since 2006-06-14
Posts 83Ireland |
This is an excellent piece! Heaven is denile. We die, we're gone that's it. Faith is waste of time. |
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Digital_Hell Member
since 2006-06-05
Posts 202Amidst black roses |
This is excellent! Faith is a joke, a waste of time. i love it! Funny how our work can echo each other. i could relate to this so well, seeing as how im meeting a friend at hells gate... Keep up this amazing work A sign in the wind ringed by the falling petals Alone Amongst black roses |
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