Science Vs. God
I sit in a chair,
That becomes less and less ergonomic.
Flipping through pages of textbooks.
I look for the answer to an impossible question.
Why do people act without compassion
Without some feeling of remorse?
I feel like I’m praying
To some super-scientific god
For some answers, some insight
Into people’s hatred.
Intently focused on these pages
Revealing the human psyche
But I don’t care about firing neurons.
Nor statistics or cerebellums.
I care about why we do what we do.
Why we love, why we hate,
Why we fuck, and why we rape.
Why we take a bullet for someone,
And shoot someone else.
I can find no solace in science.
And falsehoods flood through religion.
In religion all I see is the hate,
That I so deeply question.
Murder and bigotry united.
All I’m looking for is a little peace.
Of the mind and in the world.
I feel like I’m praying
To some pseudo-scientific god
For answers, I have to find myself.
I don’t want to hear the theories of
Fred Phelps or Jerry Falwell
Or stories in some fantastical land
Of virgin impregnation, and
A boat’s massive population.
I want to find the answers
To why we are the evil thing that we call civilized. But
I can find no solace in science.
And falsehoods flood through religion.
Comments
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I hope you don'treally feel like that
Einstein said that science can expain what happened, and when, with reasonable accuracy, but has no chance of knowing who cause it, or why---I'm probably unpopular around SP, because I don't like or even understand free verse at all, bu that's how it is---And I'm old enough to be honest--- -
Your poem is very interesting. I read it over several times trying to help answer your longing questions. When my children were in high school they were confronted with science and they were active in church. They would ask me which should we believe. From time to time expositions would dig up dinosour bones and we would attend church. The preacher would tell the congrigation to have faith(which is totally non tangible).
So as a mother I had to come up with a definative answer for my children. I told them about the first time I knew the answer.
We lived in Denver Colorado and could see the Rocky Mountains.
Not to far from where we lived was Rocky Flats that nucleur facility.
So there I stood on the patio looking at the most beautiful purple mountain sunset I had ever seen. I knew that was a creation of God.
Then I remembered just below those beautiful mountains was the most destructive man-made scientific facility in our country at the time.
I told my children this. "it's up to you." I told them I chose the mountains because it was something good!
Those mountains wont destroy the world but science can and probably will.
God doesnt make bad things happen, unfortunately man does.
This is just my opinion
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