Upbeat, The Islander: Upbeat Questions His Faith

Knowledge is power,

The demolition crew,

To ignorance's ivory tower,

Troves of scientists and skeptic revolutionaries comprise the crew,

Manning the oars on ships setting sail to unknown distant shores,

Across unfathomable seas they traverse,

With a hunger greater than any whale and a determination outlasting a feral boar,

Seeking a truth more tangible than the sacred verse,

Their research brought understanding,

Their questions prompted the redefining,

Of the theocratic answers which for so long had been unyielding,

Chromosomally weaved into the ages ruled by the papacy,

Centuries have passed since the end of their intellectual tyranny,

We've established that the world's a planet sized marble,

And not a four-cornered dirt slab upon which rotate the countless celestials,

Generational doctrine has been swallowed with ease,

Passed down by man-made divines fashioning pretty little pills to keep the followers appeased,

I spent so long in the dark,

Lulled to sleep by the pop-culture meadowlarks,

Orchestrating the most entrancing propaganda melodies,

Promoting lifestyles of temperance logic and rationality,

With a never sated desire to understand,

Every last secret of the land,

But when provoked by this sacrilegious influx of theocratic subterfuge we retreat into our blind faith bubbles,

Deflecting the hard questions with memorized mantras whenever there's trouble,

Through God my soul is purged and my life eternally insured by salvation,

I walk the walk and talk the talk without fear or trepidation,

Yet while my belief in Him is concrete I think His words require explanation,

For "In the beginning, God created the heavens and the Earth," leaves much open to interpretation,

When I hear theories about the Big Bang I raise my eyebrows,

For if something so implausible as God exists why not evolution and talking rainbows,

I think that every new discovery adds to God's glory not its hindrance,

As a representative of God I prefer to be a voice of understanding rather than incompetence,

But alas to many I seem heretical,

Calling into question that my beliefs are founded solely on what I do not find as theoretical,

Faith is so much simpler when you say "yes",

Sparing yourself the trouble of an agnostic's mental duress,

However faith is much harder when you ask "why",

For everything becomes debatable from the depths of the soul to the heavens in the sky,

I seek to understand that which You said am I in the wrong,

I'd rather receive Your divine answers over the meadowlarks' songs,

I will wait for our meeting my Father,

Pray for my safe journey to You so that I may not falter.