Unabashedly, God's an atheist,

A non-believer, that's not the craziest.

Holy Bible, his nighttime fiction.

No spare time for superstition,

Omnipotent and yet the laziest.

 

Is it possible that throughout these years,

We've been mistaken, driven on by fears.

When did we get hooked on the brand?

The all-seeing spiritual band,

That feeds on our doubts and laps up our tears.

 

Deviating ideology spewed,

Sacredly motivated into wars and feuds

Let's not watch war-torn children cry

Rejected, dejected, he'll soon die

Life for us, a possibility, not a platitude

 

During this life, it seems a little odd,

Thoughts of you are infrequent, slipshod,

When he's gone, we won't need to prove

Nor in opposition, disprove.

Let’s all say good riddance, goodbye God