and...everything i 'believe' can change in an instant (although the probability of them all changing at the same time is astronomical ...because)
perfect peace
understanding
and relief
like Dizzy said
"that ain't my bag"
so no thanks dude
'rag mamma rag'
what will you say
when your god you meet
i guess i'll say
i'm incomplete
hell awaits
stand in the queue
explain what kind of
man are you
i'm an atheist
i'd have to say
agnosticism
is the cowards way
ontology
well, 'tis quite simple
as obvious
as a child's dimple
materialists
in metaphysics' clutch
made a fatal mistake
they claimed too much
i can explain to you
how the world expands
in physical terms
that you'll understand
of the philosophy of mind
my brain doth weary
but i lean towards
identity theory
linguistic analysis
so much to say
language before thought
gotta' be that way
i've travelled wide
and i've travelled far
i can play the blues
on an old guitar
i can trace the genes
of a virus strain
follow the curves
in a space-time plane
you asked who I was
i let you look
through a tiny window
now go read a book
one thing i'm not
and that's like you
everything about me
is up for review
my paper's due
on wednesday night
so please excuse me
time is tight
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it's not that simple
do you wish to attainperfect peace
understanding
and relief
like Dizzy said
"that ain't my bag"
so no thanks dude
'rag mamma rag'
what will you say
when your god you meet
i guess i'll say
i'm incomplete
hell awaits
stand in the queue
explain what kind of
man are you
i'm an atheist
i'd have to say
agnosticism
is the cowards way
ontology
well, 'tis quite simple
as obvious
as a child's dimple
materialists
in metaphysics' clutch
made a fatal mistake
they claimed too much
i can explain to you
how the world expands
in physical terms
that you'll understand
of the philosophy of mind
my brain doth weary
but i lean towards
identity theory
linguistic analysis
so much to say
language before thought
gotta' be that way
i've travelled wide
and i've travelled far
i can play the blues
on an old guitar
i can trace the genes
of a virus strain
follow the curves
in a space-time plane
you asked who I was
i let you look
through a tiny window
now go read a book
one thing i'm not
and that's like you
everything about me
is up for review
my paper's due
on wednesday night
so please excuse me
time is tight
Poetry by Wumbulu
Read 627 times
Written on 2015-02-24 at 06:31
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