I often sift through my thoughts when I think about this.
There`s no in-between, it`s either a hit or miss.
Why do I continue this descent into doom?
I lay, restless in the bleach-white room.
Is life a joke made by those
superior?
Are we something nothing will fear?
What`s our goal, our true task?
Society answers with an evil mask.
Hate resides in every place,
and fatigue and indifference resides on every face.
Who are we to say that all is clear?
If Gods were real, why aren`t they here?
Our moral compass spins eratically,
while the lambs of man follow God emphatically.
Stand up and support youself,
rest all your questions on the "what-if" shelf.
There`s nobody to save you, to make life perfect.
Just push on and try to erect,
a life you alone are happy for.
Because when that happens, we won`t have to rely on the supernatural anymore.

Try as we might, we just forfeit.
No one tries, they sigh and quit.
If only a modicum, an ounce, of effort was applied,
The words of holy books would not have survived.
It`s time for everyone to make a difference.
All those who accept the scriptures of never-present Gods will finally learn to make sense,
and finally cross the religion/science fence.