I have a freestyle poem which I cannot submit for review because it doesn't meet the 100 words requirement. So, please bear with me awhile as I attempt to add more words to satisfy the words count. I've been a disbeliever all my life. I like Santa Claus as well as other great fictional characters. I would love to meet them if they exist. However, all my life I've been surrounded by people who've tried to get me to believe in something which cannot be verified to exist.
"It's magical. It's a leap of faith," some of my friends would tell me.
I am not a person who goes by the axiom: "seeing is believing" either. I cannot see my home WiFi and cell phone signals. I cannot see the wind. I cannot hear the sound dogs can hear. You get the idea. So here goes. Let's put it to rest once and for all.
An Atheist
is a
human
who
disbelieve
in the existence
of any deity
based on LACK
of empirical
EVIDENCE
or
COMPELLING
argument
That is really all.
Really!
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P.P.C. Sisauy
If my bio can be in the form of a quote, it would be: Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people's thinking. -Steve Jobs
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During my first year of high school, way back in the mid-1980s, I wrote the following short poem in our 9th grade English class. Mrs. Cox, our English teacher was raving and oohing/aahing about it in our class to the point of getting my classmates to call me a teacher's pet. For a whole week, she kept reading it out loud in our class as well as in the other English classes which she was assigned to teach that year. I was puzzled and dumbfounded of why Mrs. Cox liked it so much.
By P.P.C. Sisauy7 months ago in Poets
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Relatable!