Spoken Word Poetry: Video Untitled

In the traps I was traded
To the belief of the supernatural
An overcomplicated explanation
Of the things we cannot see
You wither and blabber
HE killed her, you stabbed her
True believers just gather
And mock the things that really matter

I'm an atheist
And my story won't be the craziest
You see, I was a child once
And I grew and was told to know Him
So this is an account
Of the trial and error and the mopey downs
Nothing else could hope to slow me down

I didn't have the harshest life
But it wasn't the best
Couldn't hope to lie
So I went through some shit
It was horrible and sad
Losing my grandma twice and finally dad
And life at home was rough
If you had a mom like mine
Who couldn't keep still
And was only living to die
Shit, I want to say something about pain and strife
But I'm no longer a kid
It's just my heart held in ice

And where was God through all that grieving?
I swear I thought about it more than once
I was combating my demons
And the moment that wretched lie was done
I started to pick up the pieces
Started to rebuild the broken structures
Of my once innocent mind

And how did time flow by so easily?
It's a quiz you see, time laughs at
We the lofty bankers
Focused on our moral account balance
And so we look to religion
To bring us to salvation
The human condition
In belief you find strength

But maybe I'm just building my savings
Doing a good deed here, a good deed there
Being a nice guy
And I know for certain why
Cause I have to get by
And so believing in no lies
I'll let you in on something

It is not the belief that bothers me
But the preaching man who spills it
And tells me of forgiveness
When I never felt I needed it

Go on, just believe it then
No reason why we can't be friends
But if till our dying day you still wonder what is my end
Then won't you be the one who's damned?

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