myself
10-05-2006, 11:34 AM
Why is there so little agreement
As to questions
Which will anyway be left unanswered
To which there’s no certainty
And about which there will be nothing certain, ever?
How could we know
Will we ever come to know
Something clear-cut
About the existence of God?
Which God?
Whose God?
What Bible
What absolute, reference book
For all our questions?
Who created those and why?
How could we actually know
Anything certain?
Why can’t we create new values?
Who were those before us who did
Create the values we’re guiding
Ourselves after now?
We’re swimming
We’re floating in no direction
We’ve lost all sense of orientation
In a world where so many things are relative
Wishing to touch upon land
In an ocean of relativity
Wishing to step on a little land
Of absolute truth and certainty
In order to have something stable
Something clear-cut to hang on to
Can anyone give me a template
To distinguish right from wrong?
What law, whose law
On account of whose authority
Do we actually judge the world
Why have we not asked ourselves
The question WHY?
Why believe it because so we’re told?
Who are those who judge
Those who give their opinion
On what we can achieve,
Those telling us how we should live
Those telling us what to believe?
Can anyone tell me,
Is it necessary that I die in order to live?
Must I be dead in order to become your hero?
...To give my name to some dusty streets?
...To be in your rarely opened school books?
...To remember me by some forgotten brooks?
...To see the letters of my name when you read my writings
Having no idea about my looks?
As to questions
Which will anyway be left unanswered
To which there’s no certainty
And about which there will be nothing certain, ever?
How could we know
Will we ever come to know
Something clear-cut
About the existence of God?
Which God?
Whose God?
What Bible
What absolute, reference book
For all our questions?
Who created those and why?
How could we actually know
Anything certain?
Why can’t we create new values?
Who were those before us who did
Create the values we’re guiding
Ourselves after now?
We’re swimming
We’re floating in no direction
We’ve lost all sense of orientation
In a world where so many things are relative
Wishing to touch upon land
In an ocean of relativity
Wishing to step on a little land
Of absolute truth and certainty
In order to have something stable
Something clear-cut to hang on to
Can anyone give me a template
To distinguish right from wrong?
What law, whose law
On account of whose authority
Do we actually judge the world
Why have we not asked ourselves
The question WHY?
Why believe it because so we’re told?
Who are those who judge
Those who give their opinion
On what we can achieve,
Those telling us how we should live
Those telling us what to believe?
Can anyone tell me,
Is it necessary that I die in order to live?
Must I be dead in order to become your hero?
...To give my name to some dusty streets?
...To be in your rarely opened school books?
...To remember me by some forgotten brooks?
...To see the letters of my name when you read my writings
Having no idea about my looks?