Atheist- A another damn poem by Ollie

Because I like to occasionally be creative, and then force upon the world my ideas and thoughts, here is yet another poem.
Please excuse any grammatical errors or spelling mistakes. I do not tend to do more than one draft/version of a poem when I write them. So here it is in all its unedited, naked glory. Is it morning already?

Atheist

Life flows and meanders like space and time
With rifts of chaos in a vacuum of emptiness
None of this is yours none of this is mine
Yet constantly we fight to and try to impress
Our own evolved sense of authority
Our narcissistic sense of reality

Why come here and pretend to be alone
Like some unknown song some unknown tone
Like a whisper that can’t be heard nor understood
Like faint shadows and noise amongst the wood

Why show yourself to be the answer and the way
Why stop the voices why have only your say
What makes you the truth, what makes you right
Why do we give in, why do we never fight

Where I stand I only see misery and pain
Where I stand you seem to have the most to gain
From down here we run and hide and dash about
From down here there seems to be no way out

Yet you sit up there and you mock silent contempt
A helping hand something you never attempt
While all we want is a sign to behold
Yet not even a hint of your truth be told

So with the same mock reassurance you love to give
I bare not a thought more that you even exist
For my life is short and not worth the waste
For a selfish god who will never show his face.

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