she says to me, is a failure.
look around.
the ground is
full.
look at the hospital,
the morgue.
the warriors
on the battlefield,
without
arms or legs.
isn't that enough
for you
to not believe.
what
is the reason behind
a dead
child, the failed
marriage.
disease.
what is this faith you
have,
where is it coming
from.
your God, if he does
exist is careless
with what
He's made. come on,
be like me, put down
your mythical crutch
and be brave,
have the courage
to disbelieve.
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