Beliefs Poem by John Prophet

We enter
this realm
empty.
Empty of
beliefs.
Then filled.
Filled
with beliefs.
Filled with
others' beliefs.
Filled with
past beliefs.
Poured like
water into
an empty
glass.
Those who
came before.
Filled with
past truths,
their truths.
Others' truths.
Molded like
clay.
Told what
to believe,
how to
think.
What to
do.
Accident of
birth.
Location,
geography
determined
beliefs.
Stop.
Think.
What did
they know?
What we're
their truths?
Truths
welling up
from ancient
times.
Ignorance.
Beliefs,
truths born
out of fear,
ignorance.
Embraced,
truths born
out of
ignorance.
Born
out of
fear.
Time.
Time for
new beliefs,
new truths!
Shake off
the past.
Start new.
New beliefs.
New truths.
Look forward!
New ways
of being.
Time for a
new way!
A new
future,
unshackled
with ancient
fear.
Ancient beliefs.