Agnostic (an acrostic poem)

Always it was a new problem for Ingrid

God was crapping on her for some sin or not being pious enough

Nigel would just laugh at the whole thing

Only a zealot would be so focused on what a supreme being would do

So much was there for the individual to do about their lot in life

To think that a divine being would purposely make things harder…

It didn’t make sense to Nigel one bit

Could it be more doing and less praying might be a good business model?

 

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