Popular Poems About Atheism

I am of the earth,
nothing beyond.
Being of the earth
has been quite enough.

I began to exist
as the result of the natural urges
of my mother and father.
I was sperm.
I was egg.
And so, I am me for a time.
One among many on this planet,
inconsequential and forgettable.

But for this night,
I’ll surrender to the fleshly concerns
of this short life.
For this night,
I’ll indulge in the sweet pleasure
of physical touch,
tasting the earth
and sharing in its bounty.

This is only...