Cockpit

[Jerrybaldy]

Why me God Why me?

Blimey sweet servant. Suck it up. Man up.

Why is my child dying?

My child died.

No he didn't he came back. Mine won't. What did you suffer or he?

Blessed are the....

oh f uck off.

Believe in me

Why?

Eternity will be yours.

Nah I'm ok. Fifty years were ok. I'm about done.

Sacred are the..,

Don't start

What's that son of yours been Up to the last couple of thousand years?

He's still sulking.

Just between you and me he's not really your son is he?

No. Joseph was like a stallion.

F ucking knew it God.

Bless you my child.

Atchoooo

Big Mac and fries please.

[Mohammad Ahmad]

I would be sad to hear this of you Jerrybaldy

[Jerrybaldy]

It saddens me Mohammad to know that intelligent people like you I assume, cannot get beyond blind faith in their own lifetimes. That what is fed to you as a child becomes your food for life. That rational thought cannot overcome this programming. It amazes me always. That's sad. This 'poem' is just bollocks.

[Grit]

I enjoyed this Jerrybaldy, funny stuff.

One thought occurs to me for improvement. Perhaps the sneeze and blessings could be swapped for greater effect.

Thanks for sharing.

[Mohammad Ahmad]

It saddens me Mohammad to know that intelligent people like you I assume, cannot get beyond blind faith in their own lifetimes. That what is fed to you as a child becomes your food for life. That rational thought cannot overcome this programming. It amazes me always. That's sad. This 'poem' is just bollocks.

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OK Jerrybaldy let it the last time and the last comments .....I understand!
I don't like the speech more, you at the beginning started your poem by blaming God why chooses you then after one line you repeated "Why is my child dying? My child dead, no he didn't he came back…." Everyone has to understand the poetry language as he suggests and even to say that your child " he didn't he came back". Here it is likely a metaphorical use that a child or an idea or anything else comes back to referring to another sense likely it is the satisfaction, hope or such gratitude.
Please if my comments hurt you or cause such insulting idea at once, neglect it. In fact, I did not read the whole poem but the first stanza only. Now I understand that perhaps you meant an idea of two hands there is nothing similar to it in my culture as you mentioned the (blind faith) but I understand. Of course, anything is related to faith under any consideration of any religion I do not approach it even we can use the term on our own culture we the educated people.

[YesNo]

It saddens me Mohammad to know that intelligent people like you I assume, cannot get beyond blind faith in their own lifetimes. That what is fed to you as a child becomes your food for life. That rational thought cannot overcome this programming. It amazes me always. That's sad. This 'poem' is just bollocks.

Based on your previous poem and the claim that this poem is "bollocks" I suspect something unfortunate might have happened to you. Perhaps that's not be the case, but it doesn't hurt to hope things work out for you.

[Jerrybaldy]

Ah only on litnet. Thanks and peace to all. And forgive me Mohammad. I have not walked in your shoes and have no right to judge faith just wonder why it exists. Beyond all reason. Believing in something is a human condition it seems right back to the worship of the sun and who knows what's to come? The orange God from the west? For what it's worth there must be some sense out there of everything I think because nothing makes sense really but I'm pretty sure we will all die not knowing what it is. I guess those who think they do will die easier. In other news I have been eating mostly fish fingers this week.