Oxymoron of Religious Intelligence

March 7, 2011
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Why, how couldn't I see,
The difference between you and me?
I dwell on this Earth,
Reasonable, rational.
You are the dice of the con artist;
Rolled into reality
by the blind, the greed, divinity.
You've outdone me countless times.
You've made me bow to thee.
But now I'm up ahead of you,
I'm waiting for you to bow to me.

Oh almighty, you hoax out loud.
Why must I need keep quiet?
Oh the pillars that will fall,
In no time at all,
And crumble you land to the sea.

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