If your religion is worth killing someone for then start with yourself.
Everyone says I should just “go to sleep.”
The creation of nothing, sitting wide awake.
You’d love to know the purpose of this life we reap.
On the first day, your god made his grand mistake.
What scares me the most, I have to admit,
is the absurd condemnation of a few good men.
Claiming lack of absolute knowledge, then questioning yours.
Push their bus of the cliff, rage seeping from your pores.