Father Poem by soren Barrett

A metaphor- are not our temporal fathers by definition our god being our literal creator that brings us into this world dooming us to the sacrifice of death? This poem came to me after reading Fyodor Dostoevsky's Brothers Karamazov and the quote 'Imagine that you are creating a fabric of human destiny with the object of making men happy in the end, giving them peace and rest at last. Imagine that you are doing this but that it is essential and inevitable to torture to death only one tiny creature...in order to found that edifice on its unavenged tears. Would you consent to be the architect on those conditions? Tell me. Tell the truth.' and then Dan Vasc's cover of Gethsemane