Not odd

Not odd, refuted god, in today’ sensible science,

if chaos our origin, no blame in my chaotic life,

sought god in despair though, unheard my lines,

troubled times yet innocent rhymes, why such strife;

faith good, yet not had willing, held me wise,

need god in life yet just dust after end my belief.

 

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