I am an atheist, and probably will always be,
But regardless, the other side, I am able to see,
To see how it's like to believe religiously,
For it is very comforting, psychologically.
The belief in one or more gods, of being constantly watched,
Feels as if one is in safety, and when misfortune comes, justice is matched.
The belief in souls is the comfort that death is not the end,
And thus, being dead isn't all that gloomy, all that bad,
As long as you're able to be of good, to be of grace,
And greet and serve the world with a smiling face.
The belief in heaven is the belief in the greatest reward,
That one has not suffered for an absolute none.
And the belief in hell is directed to those we despise,
Those who harass us, only to be found in an afterlife -- a dire surprise.
Finally -- the belief in marriage, that we have a matching soul,
Is probably the greatest relief of all,
That whatever is there for us, it is meant to be, soon, eventually,
And whether we meet them in school or in a shopping mall,
It is meant for us, a gift, to wait for us after work, ultimately.
Everything is meant to be, so some believe,
Thus no true freedom, but at least by belief
We destroy the fear, that cause us to sigh and moan,
The fear, that one is or will be, all alone,
For solitude for many, is far from a relief.
I am an atheist, and whether with atheism you agree or disagree,
I do know, even though I am not a psychologist,
Why it is important for some, to believe.
It is for the mind, it is for the human need,
It is for the final thought,
When one is to finally breathe,
and to breath, lastly.
I don't care, who died because of a belief, but because of a person or more,
It is the action itself that counts along with its conspirators,
And not the set of ideals one believes in,
For we can all believe in whatever we desire, thinking's no sin.
A dead body's dead whether regardless of your beliefs.
One should not be ashamed for their beliefs, but for their crimes,
Considering they ever did one themselves.
"Flesh-eating atheist"? "Fanatic?"
All are to shame one for believing something another does not.
And the battle for the right of thought marches on,
As people get angry for something beyond their control --
An organ that belongs to someone else.
Humankind will be truly in harmony once
It will be willing to accept its own intellectual pluralism,
While treat others as equal, regardless of what they think.
But as long as we wish to design another brain to be like our own,
Peace amongst humanity will never be possible,
Because different thoughts and insights is what makes us,
And the love or joy of creating, analysing and using them,