When the pyres of dead gods go out,
A god will emerge, a human form it will sprout.
It will lead humanity to stars, win every war,
Yet it will suffer the most human flaw.
It will love its children and will never doubt,
Love without a cause and remain devout,
But the children seek to destroy it, forever,
And will invent things to slay ones brother,
But the God will live on as long as Mankind
Because this god, is the human mind.
Yea, this is kind of bad poetry by me. Hope you enjoyed it.
A god will emerge, a human form it will sprout.
It will lead humanity to stars, win every war,
Yet it will suffer the most human flaw.
It will love its children and will never doubt,
Love without a cause and remain devout,
But the children seek to destroy it, forever,
And will invent things to slay ones brother,
But the God will live on as long as Mankind
Because this god, is the human mind.
Yea, this is kind of bad poetry by me. Hope you enjoyed it.
