Disclaimer: This poem looks only at what I considerto be the negative aspects of religion. I know religion is not all bad; what I consider its negative uses and effects is, however, the topic of this poem.

In The Beginning

In the beginning there was no God
No blood to flow through the sands of time
No venom to drip from the mouths of men
No love twisted into rage.

In the beginning there was no God
No veil to hide behind
No barriers to cross
No crimson rivers in which to drown.

In the beginning there was no God
No oppression
No slaughter of innocents
No daggers to bury in the hearts of children.

In the beginning there was no God
No need to shed humanity for illusion
No need to bow to intangible
No need to live for a world untouched.

In the beginning there was no God
No hellfires in which to burn
No hatred to be cast for human nature
No suppression of self.

In the beginning there was no God
No baths of blood
No bombs to explode
No reason to hate.

In the beginning there was no God
In the beginning there was no creationism
No stories of realms potent and misunderstood
In the beginning there was no man.