Thursday, 15 May 2014
Mister Dawkins Falls in Love
A man watches water falling on a Sunday
from his spot where the sun once shone.
All his life, he pondered the wonders
of existence. The meaning of a void
that didn't want filling.
The foreigner called Devotion.
So he sits, this Sunday afternoon,
thinking how can I be so damn sure
of a myth so thoroughly debunked?
Perhaps at last he's found faith.
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