my lack of faith sustains me in poetry

in terrifying times like these
I almost can’t express how much
my lack of faith sustains me

how if there were a god behind
all of this hate and ugliness
how if there were a plan divine
driving on this ignorant mess
how little hope there would be
for anyone to find

because were this all preordained
by Jesus Zeus or the stars above
we’d be locked into creeping doom
there’d be no room for peace or love
as some higher bastard magic
would have us all clamped into place
that’s a fate I could not bear
a sunrise that I could not face

but if this shame this disgrace
is merely just an accident
concocted by a moneyed base
not by a cruel or absent god
then if we try
we have a chance to change

if this is just the work of man
we can reverse these horrors
if you understand
then we can take our nation back
we can do what mystic things would lack
we can beat back the sea of the insane
we can fight to stay humane
as long as there is nothing
forcing fates and fortunes in the sky
we can still win
if we try

in terrifying times like these
I almost can’t express how much
my lack of faith sustains me
to go on
then again I do go on

Last updated March 12, 2016