Friday, July 21, 2017

We Choose Love

We Choose Love
© Surazeus
2017 07 21

When each person stands at edge of abyss
of eternal death after this short life
that weaves pleasure and pain into our hearts,
and comes to realize with ache of despair
that we are born by accident of lust
instead of being created for some purpose,
struggle against horror with hunger to live
in meaningless universe of wild atoms,
then vanish to nothing after we die
though we may leave our children still alive,
and decides with inspiring flash of love
to care for everyone with gentle acts
that create rather than destroy, they rise
above numbing horror of crushing death
and express love till death crushes our souls.
For two thousand years Christian priests proclaimed
that God created us from boundless love,
Jesus died to save us from selfish sins,
and we should accept him as selfless savior
so he can resurrect our souls from death
to live with him in paradise of bliss,
or we will burn in hell of agony,
but this lie of the resurrection blinds
eyes of desperate people to see this world
with sober view that everyone will die
and that Jesus will never resurrect
our bodies after death disperses souls.
People broken by agony of pain
and twisted by horror of suffering
cling tight to this false deceptive belief
that some super-powerful God of love
loves them and will restore their souls to life,
so every week they gather in their church
and conjure visions of this powerful god,
they pretend loves them and designed some plan
to guide their way in vast uncaring world,
to soothe the horror of eternal death
that clouds their eyes blind with deceptive hopes.
How sad that people need this specious promise
of the afterlife in blissful paradise
or the threat of eternal suffering
in order to convince them to act good,
when true goodness within the mortal soul
arises when each one who faces death
and eternal nothingness of our souls
in vast uncaring universe of change
decides to be good and love other people
in spite of the undeniable fact
that life is full of suffering and pain
and that we vanish to nothing at death.
When each person who stands at edge of death,
staring numb into bottomless abyss,
decides to light their heart with glow of love
and exude warmth to comfort fellow souls,
they gain true enlightenment of good love
and choose to live through creative expression,
that though we suffer and die in cold horror
we journey together on road of life
and cooperate in creative teams
to survive in communities of friends
and celebrate life with feast, dance, and song
that stays the darkness of death for this hour
while we savor the sweetness of our love.
When we realize that priests invented god
and the blinding lie of the resurrection
to transform the horror of death to hope
we choose to dispel the cold darkness of hate
with the warm light of love from our own hearts
so we become the light that shines this hour
to lead lost souls to hearth of fellowship
where we feast and sing till death crushes all.
We choose love though we will all die forever.

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