Under Saturn
Do not curse this day
I have become bearded
Still not yet a sage
As some would say
He sits on the grime
of this age and repose
all endearment
to enlightenment.
I have also come to a stage
Where I would resign to fate
And kill all doubt on divine.
A God of the age
Jews call Him Jehovah
And Islamists would say Allah,
May His name be praised.
To achieve these feats
That religion preach
Not all could defeat doubt
That has eaten up my heart.
Still in search for truth,
How a world such as this
came through.
Scholars call it philosophy
Agnostics would not mention it
Atheists need get more education
As they recline on the divinity
of a higher God.
Under Saturn came an age
Devoid of strife and pain
Greek later gods lived in hate
and rage,
With all human attributes
and weaknesses
They were placed on Olympuses
And Zeus sat up there as a god
With every human faults,
Who could judge his wrongs?
As he lived to satisfy his own
sexual lust.
Over my decades of sojourn
in this age,
I have discovered philosophy
Holds a remedy to the malady
of this age
That man have come to loathe
and hate.
In a search for truth
Man could sit and think thru'
That the true God is but a
polysemic name,
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poem by Efe Benjamin
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