Jaxsun Castro Horn

Freshman - 667 Points (01/01/1981 / Lincoln Nebraska)

Sunday Atheist - Poem by Jaxsun Castro Horn

'Dearest atheist, death is debt all men must pay,
thy soul endures whence flesh decay.”

[To what end, is the purpose for which you pray]
'All for not, ” the atheist would say.

'Christian, prove to me God exists today,
and my right hand, I shall exalt Him everyday.”

'Dearest atheist, He is ineffable in all His ways,
yet seek him and live by this He say:
'Verily, I am truth, the light for I am the way.'

'Dear atheist, I welcome you to church Sunday.”

“Why? I abide worship on the Sabbath day.'

Topic(s) of this poem: god, pray, prayer, soul

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Sunday Atheist by Jaxsun Castro Horn

  • Kelly Kurt (8/23/2016 11:15:00 PM)


    I am an atheist and I enjoyed your poem (Report) Reply

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  • Bhargabi Dei Mahakul (9/19/2015 8:27:00 PM)


    Very much wonderful and expressive thought provoking poem shared. Death is determined and flesh surely decay. God is truth and soul is too. Interesting....10 (Report) Reply

    Joel Horne (9/20/2015 6:59:00 PM)

    Thank you for reading Im so glad you enjoyed it!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 19, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 10, 2015


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