I am a faithless man
The word "God" means less to me
Than the stories of
Odin
Zeus
and Moloch.
But.
It wasn't always this way
I once had faith, believed
That is a wonderful thing
To BELIEVE.
To believe is to have a pair of wings
You can't
See them
or
Feel them
But
You know they are
THERE. and
With them you can soar
Higher than the
Earth
Higher than the
Galaxy
All the way up to the right hand of God.
And many do.
Many fly the flight of Dedalus through the ever singing choirs
To the dominating dominant dexterity of the anno domini.
And then, there are the rest of us.
The
Icari.
We try.
Try so hard.
But the wax...
The wax on our wings is somehow
Inferior.
If God knows all and controls all
Why are we flying with sub-standard supplies?
Are we marked from the beginning to fall?
Borne on the wind of failure are we any
Different
From Lightborne Lucifer?
Who
An hour before his fall God thought him the
Brightest
Most Beautiful
and
Best?
His Favorite.
What chance do we
The Icari
Stand?
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