'' As Mad As A Hatter '' Poem by Bri Mar

Is life a reality or is it a dream,
How will we ever know?
Is there really a being supreme?
If not it will come as a blow.

Heaven or Hell which one will it be,
Does anyone really have a choice?
When you finally die will you be free,
Will you suffer or will you rejoice.

All the religions have their own God,
That doesn’t prove theirs is right,
If it’s the case they’re all a fraud,
Believe me trouble will ignite.

That creator of life is also a taker,
So if what we’re saying is true,
His teachings can only be those of a faker,
As death is what he seems to pursue.

We rob and murder regardless of deity,
Wars are fought in his name,
Could it be right that the high and mighty,
Would become involved in such shame.

His book of tales talk about killing,
It’s in every chapter and verse,
To destroy his enemies he’s more than willing,
His justice he can and will disperse.

Humans and blame are two of a kind,
We’re responsible for so much abuse,
So by this creation of a God in our mind,
For our actions we have an excuse.

We claim our intelligence is so far advanced,
As a species we think we’re all seeing,
But in order for our lives to be enhanced,
We’ve to worship an invisible being.

In Pixies and fairies we mustn’t believe,
But in a God that’s a different matter,
Religion like politics was invented to deceive,
The Human Being is,

‘’ As Mad As A Hatter ‘’