i've never been one to believe what i'm told
the cynic in me is a sickness that isn't swiftly controlled
parents pushed me to church and for years it'd work
until the moment in time when i saw my first hearse
felt the angered anguish.. unanswered, languid passage
of living corpses still in shock by the damage of God's absence
an infant born deceased tests the mettle of your balance
to say that mine was leveled is the best that i can manage
ravaged.. by this cold, closed casket sight
my view upon the universe changed in the pew that very night
started reading up on nietzsche but his lessons didn't reach me
so i turned the page to adams and found sarcasm without meaning
dawkins, though an expert, patronized throughout his teaching
and hitchens was too placated by his fate brought into being
still seeking.. i sought a science backed solution
and a demon haunted world from sagan provided retribution
the chaos of this world unfurls regardless of yourself
even though we want to have control (and so does someone else)
yes the pale blue dot remains a hallmark of all of our acheivements
but insignifigance does not negate our fulfillments or completions
see there is a point to life and all its strife and struggle
each human intricate, infinite piece, limitless puzzle
it's true that entropy is nature, no behavior shapes your destiny
yet reality is affected by the way you choose your legacy
so while my problems may be meaningless, specious or facetious
that don't make them go away..
and therein lies my thesis
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