an atheist writes to Jesus

I wrote a note for you
my dearest deity
in tears.

perhaps your omniscience
can read the invisible print
that explains this contempt.

perhaps the way I’m forced
into compromise
every fucking time you allow death.

I don’t like lying and waiting
the end is nothing to you
and the expiration of souls, either.

the way you hang over a population
that has the potential
your good book says – and still laugh.

how many bodies
how much blood
how much hurt do I need to generate?

they say many things about what it takes
to reach you.
too bad centuries have spread between us.

I know the orbits of celestial bodies
and I know the construction of fog
and I Know your existence is nil.

and still,
my dearest deity
I am in tears.

please take a look at my note
and pass on to your friend
that we are not worthy of this suffering.