A Godly Man

A poem by friend and fellow Humanist Tom White. He also has another beautiful poem – A Fellow Man.

A Godly Man

A godly man once asked my why

a fool like me could bear to die-

that godly man was troubled much

by needing faith to be his crutch

he was it’s slave- but I was young

I pitied him and held my tongue.

I’d rather reason with a mind

devoid of faith and unconfined

just seekers on the road, no need

for gospels, psalms or rigid creed.

the answer, though, I now will give-

a fool like him can’t bear to live

to bear the cross of reasoned doubt

or stare the door of darkness out.