Illogicality Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

In the beginning was the WORD.
So we are told but not who spoke
Which seems to me to be absurd.
I m forced to treat it as a joke.

No one to speak no one to hear
Which seems to be improbable
and fails to satisfy I fear.
I find it to be impossible

I would prefer a logical
explanation, I can
believe just might be true
But fairy stories will not do.

I’m sceptical, I need proof.
I can’t accept on faith alone
That what we’re taught must be the truth.
I think the truth remains unknown.

I can respect what you believe
I only ask you do the same.
Because I happen to perceive
A different start to the game.

Who was it spoke from whence came he?
Who created the creator.
Was he in fact pure energy?
that sprang from some stars molten core.

I only know I do not know
and I refuse to speculate.
About what happened long ago.
I am content to indicate.

I don’t believe, don’t even try.
I cite the lack of evidence.
The theory seems to fly
Into the face of common sense.

Although I do not claim to be
anything but a simple man
I must reject entirely
The claims of those who say they can.

Teach the truth because they know.
It must remain a mystery
They have no evidence to show
They have divine authority.

I’m sceptical and cynical.
I have a brain that I can use.
I am convinced it’s logical
to be determined to refuse

to accept what I was taught.
By those who know no more than me.
Although my teachers think I ought.
I will rebel instinctively

Friday,20 November 2009

http: //: // blog.myspace.com/poetic piers