Global Warming Killed Religion

You breathe in the air and call it god

The truth is that you love life removed from yourself

Is the moon whispering to you?

Or are you dreaming of a mothers tongue

Bidding you goodnight?

Is the river leading you to salvation?

Or are you willing the water to capture you

and steal you from your fathers fist?

You gaze upon the sun and call it vengeful

But there is no brain in the fire to keep your karma

You just hate how the sun has seen the flaws in your vessel

And loathe that the sun won’t burn them away