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Science Vs. God

I sit in a chair,
That becomes less and less ergonomic.
Flipping through pages of textbooks.
I look for the answer to an impossible question.
Why do people act without compassion
Without some feeling of remorse?
I feel like I’m praying
To some super-scientific god
For some answers, some insight
Into people’s hatred.

Intently focused on these pages
Revealing the human psyche
But I don’t care about firing neurons.
Nor statistics or cerebellums.
I care about why we do what we do.
Why we love, why we hate,
Why we ****, and why we rape.
Why we take a bullet for someone,
And shoot someone else. But

I can find no solace in science.
And falsehoods flood through religion.

In religion all I see is the hate,
That I so deeply question.
Murder and bigotry united.
All I’m looking for is a little peace.
Of the mind and in the world.
I feel like I’m praying
To some pseudo-scientific god
For answers, I have to find myself.

I don’t want to hear the theories of
Fred Phelps or Jerry Falwell
Or stories in some fantastical land
Of virgin impregnation, and
A boat’s massive population.
I want to find the answers
To why we are the evil thing that we call civilized. But

I can find no solace in science.
And falsehoods flood through religion.

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