The Witnesses
Eric Obame
They knocked on my door
Two women selling Christ
I should have ignored them
They said Evolution was not proven
And handed me a flyer with a drawing
Stereotypically depicting Native Americans, Muslims, Buddhists, Jews
Falling into earth and flame
While men and women kneeling and praying before Jesus
Were welcomed by the Lord and saved
I argued back
Their God is a bigot
A tyrant demanding constant adoration from mortals
Rather pathetic
I believe in God, and I believe in Evolution
I believe in Evolution, because I believe in science
I believe in science, because it is verifiable, repeatable and predictable
I choose to believe in God, although it is none of those things
It makes me feel good to believe in God
But some don’t have that need and that is okay
God is something personal to me
God is something I feel inside
And I don’t need to be in a strange building to feel it
And to have a one-sided conversation with it
And to thank it for keeping my family and I safe
And providing for us
And I don’t need to read the translated and rewritten words of simple men
Who all died more than a millennia ago to know and feel God
And I call God It, because to give it a gender would limit it—insult it
And men create religions, but I am no sheep to be shepherded
And I rambled on like this for a little while more
They left, and I have not seen them again
They knocked on my door
Two women selling Christ
I should have ignored them
