The Death Of God Poem by DM W

The Death Of God

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Nietzsche - that dark, daring prophet -
Was the first to proclaim God's death.
As Nature abhors a vacuum,
He offered the stern ubermensch
To the tenebruous, lonely crowd.

When God's sudden death was announced,
The obituaries were blank,
And others weighed in with further,
Fresher, free form philosophies.
At last we were to discover
Our original selves; stripped of
ornamental superstition.
And choose finally unfettered
Our unique human destiny.

Yet the more perspicacious ones
Hearing it; wept bitterly;
Knowing with complete certainty of
Beating pulse just how pitiless
The brand new, 'improved' gods would be.

The Death Of God
Wednesday, December 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Good God! 25 May 2019

How can you proclaim the death of non existence? The human mind, in most, has wanted a higher being forever. I can tell you it's a figment of imagination.

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Dominic Windram 25 May 2019

Nietszche, as I'm sure you're aware, used the term ' the death of God' not me...thanks for finally putting me straight about something theologians and philosophers have debated for centuries. I bow to your superior knowledge! ! !

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Dr Antony Theodore 13 December 2017

At last we were to discover Our original selves; stripped of ornamental superstition. And choose finally unfettered Our unique human destiny., , , very interesting and thought provoking writing..... can anyone believe in the death of a God unless he resurrects himself from the grave? ? ? ? ? thank you dear poet. tony

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