GODS DON'T KILL
My lanky friend, the atheist, was standing on his
ant hill, alone. To hear him tell it, he wouldn't even
eat an apple because of the references within. Ont
boot was set upon a rock - the smallest of things,
but a rock nonetheless. We're we're being subjective
each separate item so matters much.
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Far above him, the eagle who'd recovered was soaring
along : new birth, new bird, no more pangs of DDT.
He muttered something about why people using their
Gods as foil aim to ruin the world and spoil and kill.
I answered to his reason for disbelief : 'Gods don't
kill people, people do.'
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