Poor white man got no God
Everyone loses when you ain’t got love
Got no money just got pain
and next time just gonna lose again
Poor white man down on luck
Waking each day though you don’t wake much
Lost that woman took your heart
Gave up feeling when it fell apart
How’s the light in your eyes
Got so lost and burnt to die inside?
Poor white man poor or free
Dragging blues like it’s captivity
Open eyes now open heart
This one life’s waiting for you to start
bujonswords 
I think that same feeling of throat shoving encouraged me to write that.
Great poem, thank you.
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I’m not necessarily “atheist” I more just have difficulty truly having faith. I do get sick of it being shoved down my throat from time to time, but sometimes you just want to have a normal human conversation with real advice instead of, “pray about it”.
Numinous to Newton
The waters roar
and pipe the divine hymn
(every verse I know by heart)
and my mind begins luring
into the past.
I no longer stand the same
that figure of faith
no longer remains.
I once pranced in circles
on this monotonous path
which encloses Your power
in Your garden of creation.
Paths that led away
from your cradle
I was afraid to take.
I have bitten the apple
which gravity pulled
from this tree, and I’m now
ken to the prosperities
of those paths.
I find that my stride
has come to a halt
and I now hesitate
Between knowledge and faith.
Wrote this in Spring of 2006 http://poemsproseandmemoir.blogspot.com
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Reblogged this on bujonswords and commented:
From October 2011 (written much earlier), it seems the blog’sphere is populated by godheads, and whilst I admire your tenacity, I can’t shake that belief that god was a creation of a scared and ignorant humanity, looking for answers without the mechanisms (or wit) to fathom any; A humanity with whom we share very little in common today.
I re-blog this blues-inspired poem in the hope that there are other atheists out there, sharing this technology with all the devout..?
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Like. Really draws you in!
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