poems, quotes, and other oddities of atheism

poem-Me

So much so many

So little so few

This is because your facts

Well they lack

A certain amount of proof

A book a book

What need you more than a book

On skin of animals and tablets of stone

On mountains by rivers you would say

None of which decayed

Languages three it be

But all the same no matter the tongue it say

The same of each no different from the rest

Not to say just the few things you do

To argue with those to who there lives devoted

Learning all they can surely they know more than you

Youth youth you cry but truly old it resides

The same the same you cry but the more heat there be

Flat flat you cry but round about it be

So just seems silly to say

That one should believe

A silly old book and a silly old man