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I Understand The Atheist

I understand the Atheist

they draw from wells just as deep
for the human heart is infinite

they call out in joy and pain, promise
and despair, and none save the very

blackest of cosmos need hear their cry –
as most prayers go, unheeded.

for a prayer is not merely a cry for
help from God, it is the soul finding voice

to a once unspoken desire.

so at the end of everything else, when
all has failed and none remain, the

Atheist need find hope in nothing more
than the certainty of another day

which will always come.

why then believe?

so that no morning comes to us, alone.

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