The Agnostic

mteresablaylock on Jul 6, 2009

Poetry about what science and religion can and cannot tell us.

I don’t know, and you don’t either;
You can only guess –
Make up myths and gods explaining
Why we’re in this mess.

I don’t know, and you don’t either,
Yet you claim you do.
Science hasn’t learned the answers;
Faith has not a clue.

I don’t know, and you don’t either;
Working theories shift –
Battle lines are drawn on paper,
Stretching wide the rift.

I don’t know, and you don’t either,
Though you still insist –
Searching for some solid substance
Hidden in the mist.

I don’t know and you don’t either;
Scream and waste your breath.
All we really know for certain
Is the touch of death.

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WriteEditSeek on Jul 31, 2009
Powerful, well-written poem. Religions exist primarily because we fear death.
The Cinders on Aug 8, 2009
This was very well written and I like the idea of being lost and not knowing what to believe in. But I’ve got to say I don’t agree with WriteEditSeek on religion. She says this like she knows for sure but there’s no way we can.
_Bria

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