Started the day by crying, the nightingale <br />isn’t there, I’ve looked everywhere, a guru <br />says think positive thoughts and your <br />feelings will become positive too <br /> <br />I thought how beautiful the pink clouds <br />at sunrise, how wonderful to have kind <br />colleagues; yet my headache didn’t go <br />away, I am not able to <br /> <br />Reach friends who seem to be drowning, <br />there is nothing I can do, nothing but filling <br />in forms and reading complaints about the <br />Muslims trying to clear the world of sin <br /> <br />The only way to do this is blowing up this <br />universe; Muslims are very bored, always <br />looking for a cause to go to war, still the <br />world knows population surplus <br /> <br />Healthy people try to die by visiting doctors <br />for a fatal-illness diagnosis, reading news- <br />papers assiduously to see if they can create <br />the very same symptoms <br /> <br />Dan Winter claims young people prefer dying <br />in an attempt to experience bliss, rather than <br />living long, boring lives; religion offers bliss, <br />much more exciting than sitting in an office <br /> <br />I’d much rather go fight an exciting jihad than <br />reading boring documents, maybe I should <br />apply for a war-time post and send infidels <br />to their grave – oops, I’m an infidel too <br /> <br />But that doesn’t matter, I’m a very spiritual <br />infidel and would build the morale of the <br />troops – much better for my morale than <br />manning an office, dreaming of James Bond <br /> <br />Coming to save us from living death!<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-very-spiritual-infidel/
