"The proof right in here." They plea,
As they hold The Bible out to me.
"All you need is found within,
But to question it's a sin."
And so I sin, because I ask
"What makes this book a book of facts?
Where is the proof that Jesus lived?
Outside the bible, none exists."
"Is there proof this Bible's real?"
"The Bible needs no proof." Is their appeal.
"This makes me scoff and question more."
"The devil tricks you." They retort.
"But evolution has solid proof we can't deny."
"It's a theory, and a lie."
"The earth is billions of years old."
"The earth is young, so I've been told."
"But we have proof that that's not true."
"And that's the devil tricking you."
"So you think science is the devil's con?"
"Only when it says the Bible's wrong."
"But when it doesn't, then all is good?"
"That's when science acts as it should."
This ignorance, it makes me sick.
Because I want answers, I've been tricked?
This religion thing, it makes no sense.
For seeking answers, I won't repent.
- Title: Willful Ignorance
- Artist: Kelevra Black
My apologies to those of you that this may offend.
It is my personal view on organized religion and the idea of any god.
This is a poem about judgment and those who choose to ignore evidence and facts in order to maintain their beliefs. Rather than adapting their beliefs as things change, they ignore it so that they don't have to think. They choose to remain ignorant, and that is sad.
This poem is based on actual conversations that I have had with religious people.
- Date: 10/03/2012
- Tags: willful ignorance