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Death of an Atheist <P>

 

I was born in the Springtime<br>

In the Winter I will die<br>

The Harvest Moon is shining<br>

As my time draweth nigh<P>

 

I brought in some sheaves, I guess<br>

Though now I don't rejoice<br>

For to embrace religion is to<br>

Silence freedom's voice<P>

 

The cool chill of Autumn's wind<br>

Slithers down my spine<br>

The harbinger of death I hear<br>

Whisper through the Pines<P>

 

I do not stand and quake in fear<br>

Or call out to a god<br>

No more down this dead end road<br>

Will I have to plod<P>

 

Nothing in this universe<br>

Can further torture me<br>

No master did I ever need<br>

And slave I will not be<br>

--- Temy R. Beal<P>