Let It Go

I have been

A high minded church girl

But I've lost my faith

More in love with science,

The truth, and grace.

I don't have time

For doubt, or fear,

Crying over spilled milk

Till I haven't any tears.

The bones you'd

love to pick with me

Have already been ingested

Weighed against my gut

And fully digested.

Blind faith sits heavy

It's a beast of a burden to bear

And the weight

Of some old man's morality

Isn't worth any of my cares.

I know our brain

Creates guilt from chemistry

And those chemicals in your view

Make a sinner out of me.

But I'm not born of the spirit

My soul doesn't sing like a lark,

At least not in church on Sunday's,

More often in the park.

You see my nature decrees me

A child of the stars

And my hopes are built with my hands

Not crumbling stacked cards.

The love I proffer doesn't waiver

And it's not made of holy vows

It simply is in my nature

To ooze oxytocin like nipples

On a sow.

So when you tell me

I'm more like Cain than Abel

I'll tell you I'm more complex

Than some teeny tiny fable.

Perhaps that's hubris

And I've risen above my station

But I cannot for the life of me

Accept your condemnation.

Your book does not explain

Adam and Eve's children's children's children

And why it's okay for them to fuck

But not me and my cousin.

In truth the only profit

To be gleaned among the pages

Are the small truths

That already defined humans through the ages.

Love your fellow man

Love him as best you can

And when you can't don't kill him

Turn your back and walk away.

Try to be forgiving

Let go of shit, okay...

~A Dorman