Religion Poem

I was clinically depressed for years - starting around the age of 9 and ending, thanks to a summer on Prozac and a dedicated therapist, in my mid-20s. This is evident in a lot of my writing, and was influential in my development into an adult. Part of the process of getting through the depression for me was developing my personality more fully - that included defining myself as a gay man, gaining a very emotional love for music, and exploring religions. At this much later date I am content with my agnosticism - but there have been times (and there still are) when monotheism really bothered me, not to mention its followers.

Sweeping, screaming,
blaring through time and space
comes the sense of social justice
and though it slaps you 'cross the face
you are blind to its necessity
can't accept its recipe
of freedom
and peace
and love.

Many, legion,
multitudes
of you and your closed-up kind
have not survived the real man's
demands for expansion of mind.
You will die and go to heaven
or so you hope and pray
but you'll just die,
just die, just die,
just die and go away.