Non-believer's Prayer

Once upon a time, the Earth was flat
I guess way back then, how could anyone imagine anything other than that?
A the center of the universe, Man staring down at his feet
His world was hostile and life was cheap.

Viewing life by only his own two eyes
They say, seeing is believing, but sometimes, what you see is a lie
It took Galileo and his telescope and a bunch of persecuted heretics,
and Columbus on a ship to prove the belief "the Earth is flat" was all shit.

The idea Earth and stars were created in just one week
To me, this speedy time-line never sounded reasonable for such a colossal feat.
However, in church that's what I was told. Don't believe it? Just ask the Pope.
In Mr. Whitams's sixth-grade science class, Darwin's ideas seemed quite bold
(So much so, when I heard about survival of the fittest and how we actually procreate, I began to.... exercise)

We read about how the curious searched for old bones
And how the notion of evolution began to grow
Paleontologists finding prehistoric man all around the globe
Concluding we descended from apes. How the church responded, "Oh God, we pray this ain't so."

Take the tale of Adam and Eve, and the story of the the snake
The eating of an apple; as the reason given for why we humans ain't so great
Beware, the Devil. His temptation, his evil, his hate
And the opposite. Good is good, God is great,
God is love . And He's looking down on us from above

Preachers remain armed with the ultimate trick card up their sleeve
There is an afterlife, that is for those only who believe
The promise of a heaven, a paradise.The promise of eternal life.
Eternity - so far we see no real guarantee

Now we know the universe began some 13.82 billion years ago.
and the Earth is 4.543 billion years old,
(These numbers being rounded off to within millions of years or so.)
Plenty of time for man to stand stand upright
A speck in time for human civilization to unfold.

Looking to tomorrow. I'll let science take the lead
To the theoretical physicists and their mysterious complex quantum world
With their equations beyond what I can comprehend
I believe there is nothing to believe.
At least I won't be disappointed or jilted in the end.

Winds of Mine

Which way does the wind blow?
Sometimes a gentle breeze to the right
Other times a violent cold gust to the left
More or less
Random events
From birth to death
We do our best
To navigate
by what we have done
and where we have been
They call it experience
Born to a world of pure chance
and the winds of time

Hot Summer

In the summer’s heat
The fan blades turn
Around and around
Spinning and spinning
Faster and faster
Day and night.
Night and day
My mind is a blur
Clothes strewn on the bedroom floor
And we lay there
Naked before each other
The gods watching down
Your hair moist
Your forehead wet
Drops on your upper lip
The taste of salt on your neck
The drips between your breasts
You make sweat
We hold onto the earth
And hold on to each other
So tight
Lest we fall off