Hi, I'm an Atheist and I hate Rhyming Poetry
I don’t believe in it.
That place beyond what we have seen.
The place where
I could have said I’ve been.
I don’t believe in it.
That place with perfect trees
The place where birds
Are at peace with bees.
I don’t believe in it.
That place my grandfather lays.
The place where
I will never spend infinity in a glowy haze.
I don’t believe in it.
That place where I’ve been told to go
The place where
I will never roam.
This poem is about:
Me