Our Sense Of Crisis In The Air Poem by Ravi Kopra

Our Sense Of Crisis In The Air



"There's a sense of crisis in the air over the notion that reason itself is in jeopardy."

-Deepak Chopra

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Have no reason
Don't be rational
Don't use your brain
Do what the holy books say

Pray to Jesus
Who died for you
Pray to his Father
Who fathered him

Pray to Mary
Who allowed Father
To take away her virginity
In immaculate conception

Call a cow your mother
Become like her a coward
Drink her urine
(as some Hindus do)
To become healthy as a bull

All this religiosity
All this spirituality
Will make you holy
And you'll go to heaven

But if you get sick
Don't get medicine
Don't go to a doc
He uses science-inventions

Don't drive a car
Don't fly in a plane
Don't use your PC
All made by science-inventions

Ride a donkey
Send mail par les pigeons
Live in a cave
Like those who brought you God.

Thursday, April 12, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: god
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