The Reluctant Atheist – for d’Verse

Published June 13, 2019 by Nan Mykel

The old man used to be a preacher, but

in good faith had to turn in his cassock

because he no longer believed in anything.

He mumbles now, admitting that he cannot

say he  believes he’ll live again.

If asked he’ll say  we teach our young to

be fair, play fair, as though  the world were

fair. Maudlin now, he observes that

we can kiss away a boo boo or wipe away

a tear, but

the buffer does not outlast reality, , or is it

just the luck of the draw? Lotta bad luck,

then, for many. “Refugees, thy name is grief.”

But with a little smile  he reckons that

we avoid madness in the arms of sleep.

21 comments on “The Reluctant Atheist – for d’Verse

    • I would love to believe so. I liked your poem, but my comment didn’t survive. I think they’re “de-syncking” me, whatever that means, possibly because I can’t make out how to renew Windows Office or whatever that is.

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  • I’m enthralled by the title here. The Reluctant Atheist. Is that an atheist who really and truly wants to believe….tries to believe….wishes to believe? Here you have a preacher who has turned it in. So one wonders….was there more comfort in the believing or now in the not?
    An intriguing piece.

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