I was worried about god
There was so much of him or her or it, everywhere
Suddenly he/it/she was so important
As if people needed to believe
Without god what purpose could there be?
I was worried about god
Because he, she, it has been a rather lonely figure
With so few people believing in him/her/it
Not feeling the need
But still not understanding the purpose
I was worried that god
Would be believed in
I was worried that god
Would be accepted without question
But why, with what reasoning
I have no worries about god
Because there is no god
No need to understand beyond what I know
No need to be in touch with a beyond
I have a present which suits me well
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What amazes me is that for sucha long time (too long!) I almost believed! For some time now I have put him in the category of Father Xmas, although not nearly as nice! Tonk.