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Poetry

Coin On Its Edge



Toss a coin in the air
Let it fall however it may
It falls on one of its faces
Probably on either side, equally well
Look around the town
Travel the continents
Theists galore, young and old
No one dares to be an atheist
That is simple; God made the believers
For he can not exist with out his people
I don't believe the non-believers
Who made them anyway, if He didn't !
You want to play ball
Choose a side on the court
Play the ball to the other side
Watch it come back to play
How do you play a game
With those who don't want to play
For they have already won their game
At least, that is what they are sure
You want a match, a real one
It is not game for any one any more
If it is already won, before you start
It is time to retire, or be bored
When you know who will win
Toss a coin and let it fall
Free fall to the floor of certainty
Seek the bliss of the blind and deaf
Never to see a coin on its edge

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