Faithless [Am I]

September 2012, Cameron Smith,

Hotel Books.

I belive that intelligence is relative but wisdom is universal

I belive that life is not a performance and no one gets a rehearsal

I accept that nature is our enviroment and deserves to be well kept

But nurture is our calling and is the reason we were ever made to exist.

I believe that answers are scarse and that's what makes them worth it.

Universalism is fraud just like the matchbook we use, called religion.

Feebol attempts are running a match on sand paper, hoping it lights.

When the flame starts with passion,

not an understanding of all things in life.

Philosophy was made to dissolve our natural comfort of ignorance.

God existed long before and that's where we find our solutions.

Heads in the sand shuts out our demons

but also shuts out a light to see visions.

I believe you were made to be alive and your life is your mission

Incisions and visions small holes to let truth seek through

and dilute the water we let our hearts dive into

Looking for monitary insentives but lack the repentings

To seek love despite our apprehention

Like a prison sentence we all fear heaven

Like the unknown ocean that happens most of our worlds convention.

Our own conviction is resistant because we fear being misrepresented

or misinterpreted with no real surrounding to base our relations.

We take a vacation from the truth

we used to be subscribed to called revelations.

A nation of prescriptions and solutions and narcotics found abusive

Relying on conclusions before asking the right questions

skip a section skip a sequel, and find yourself bleeding

forfitted destination to avoid temporary mistreatment

Our remedies feel like potions and our leaders practice hypnosis to

garnish the abortion of passion from our devotion

stricken with foreign motives we have lost our footing

and are falling to this ocean

convincing our children to compromise with depression

and to practice being an activist

to poison our opinions of gods prescence

sometimes I try to look back and figure out what happened

We were made to be one nation under god

Not one nation under personal advancement

And this modern fight for temporary happiness instead of joy,

poison and regression

But in the kingdom of heaven

We are free from the supression

We were given a choice,

We were given a voice

No longer do we have to inject this poison

cause in the kingdom of heaven, we are free from the supression

We were made to be one nation under god

not one nation under religion

We were made to be one nation under god

not one nation under personal advancements.