It’s time to raise our voice in prayer,
And pray to–well, there’s no one there.
No god to urge to do our bidding;
Go on and pray–just know you’re kidding.
It’s time to all sit on our asses,
And pray forgiveness for trespasses
(Or is that to forgive our debtor?
Who cares, as long as we feel better.)
It’s time we all embrace god fully,
Feel all righteous, good, and holy–
Or be some atheistic jerk,
Roll up your god-damned sleeves, and work!
It’s time to say “I do not care
To join you in this day of prayer.”
Sure, a day off looks like fun,
But there is work that must be done.
Our problems will not fix themselves
There is no god to send in elves
To do the work of human ranks
So… join, today, in prayer? No thanks.
First posted 4 years ago! My goodness, how time crawls!
A day of prayer? What a diversion! How about a National Day of Actually DOING Something?
National Day of doing something that might actually work, instead of asking invisible god-man for help.
Wouldn’t Yaweh get tired of all the twits demanding someone else be smote ? (Smitten?) (Smited?).
Smite, smote, smut?
I believe it’s “smitten,” just like “bitten” and “written.” The association that word has with romance is just a cliche, an old metaphor comparing falling in love to being hit with a blunt object.
(Similarly, “smote” is the same conjugation as “wrote,” though for some reason we say “bit” instead of “bote.”)