False Gods

This is a direct result of the previous post, so do have a look if you would like, or not too, whatever makes you comfortable. I have always had an interest in religious/spiritual history, but organized religion and the zealotry that has resulted because of it has always hurt me. It is a terrible thing to see what has been perpetrated, rightly or wrongly, in the name of a god. The tragedy is that we can make our own decisions instead of being blinded by submitting to the will of black-hearted gods and men... but many of us do not. Many still submit to what is clearly a primitive and outmoded way of thinking, or lack of thinking as it has turned out. To that end, I reject such gods. For gods that allow what has been allowed in their name are not deserving of being called 'God'.


'False Gods'

Their love was not enough
Their deaths a rationale.
You were blinded by adulation,
Buoyed from their deeds in your name.
Their joy had to be tempered
With your zeal for fire and sword.
Their love could never be enough,
Unless they all loved you.

Their deaths were your price,
For their idea of your love.
They were deceived by false hope,
Fueling their desire for deeds in your name.
Your anger was made manifest
In the fire within their eyes.
Their deaths would be enough,
Since they would not love you.

How many dead?
Shall I count the graves?
How many lives is their love worth?

Their hopes you have borne,
To make real horrific ideals.
You craved their adoration,
Praising deeds conducted in your name.
This madness you have created
With their zeal for fire and sword,
You believed would be enough
To make them all love you.

My love was not enough
To embrace the idea of your love.
I am hardened by cold facts
Of the deeds allowed in your name.
My joy comes in the rejection,
Of your zeal for fire and sword.
Perhaps you will take my life,
But you will never have my love.

How many dead?
Shall we count the graves?
How many lives is your love worth?

C.