• Dear Father, I’m filled with fear
  I’ve had interesting encounters lately
  That bring my sinful doubts near
  
  Dear Lord, they’re saying that you’re not real
  The worst part of this is...
  I’m too ashamed to admit how I feel
  
  Dear God, I need to be saved
  My once perfect road is crumbling
  Was it ever properly paved?
  
  Dear Father, I know that you love me
  But I don’t want to burn
  And I...
  You love me.
  You love me, but would burn me.
  Is that truly love?
  
  When the bible was written,
  Perhaps by the hand of man,
  The world was different;
  A very barbaric land.
  
  “Love” would turn and kill you
  The minute you did wrong
  Death was more commonplace.
  Life, hurried along.
  
  Maybe hell is just a concept
  Dreamt up by a primitive tribe.
  And their kindly patron “God”
  Is no more than a parting gibe
  
  Change over time happens
  We know this to be true.
  For example, 6,000 years ago
  Your loving God could kill you
  
  But here today live is more precious
  The truly moral cause no pain
  Yet God would torture and burn me
  For simply using my own brain?
  If I get off my knees and look outside
  Just how much pain will I see?
  Would any loving God
  Ever bear a minute to let this be?
  
  I’ve been told of “free will”
  But in order to really have it
  God must do absolutely nothing.
  And if he remains inert
  What is the difference
  From not existing at all?
  
  Dear Yahweh, I have something to admit;
  I know now I’m an atheist
  And you are just a myth.

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