An Ode To God Poem by Rodion Myshkin

An Ode To God



Many a death I mourned
With aching grief,
But none too sweeter than
The death of god.

Time and space matters
Inevitably poised
They seek the end
As man must suffice,

To bear the angst
Or grace the truth
Till history repeats
Without the Saviours.

Let reason prevail,
And mind at peace,
My thoughts do seek
A purpose to live.

Genes follow genes
But intellect demands
A nobler game
Beset with wonder,

Let happiness gratify
The quenching desire,
With hopeful humility,
The delusion ends,
God is dead.

And I killed him.

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Written on 15 October 2012
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