The heart, the soul, the mind, the Me <br />The ideals I find, a mystery <br />A product of the multitude <br />of influences, bad and good. <br /> <br />But what if none had chipped and shaped? <br />Could we, with innocence intact, <br />the humanity with which we’re born <br />truly discern between fiction and fact? <br /> <br />To make free judgement on any point <br />No levers from family or peers <br />No references, just pure instinct. <br />Touch-taste-feel- see, use your ears <br /> <br />Five senseless way to find our own path <br />Or rely on religions to fill the bloodbath? <br /> <br />Man’s alibi for destruction and carnage. <br />Let me just walk the path <br />That’s creates the least damage.<br /><br />Danny Reynolds<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/016-an-agnostic-s-prayer/
