Fundie In Disguise
I temporarily followed a guy
who said he was an atheist. As I read
his blog, I saw thinly veiled Christianity and we discussed many things.
I have the opinion that If
we don’t stop Islam, we may end up back in the Dark Ages. And, he challenged me
on it.
This is as close to a quote
as I can remember, “So what, we survived that one, we’ll probably survive the
next one.”
So, I wrote a poem/song that
goes to the tune of ‘Strangers in the Night’
Walk the Path in Grace
Fundie in disguise.
Said he did not believe.
Followed me today.
And said he could not
conceive
Of a god or two.
Blogged of many things.
Thinly veiled preaching.
Anti-theist me.
I tried to teach him.
Of no gods and such.
Tweets went on and on.
Each one more telling.
Calling me names.
Was quite compelling.
His churchy ways were bare.
He soon began to offend me.
Said all atheists
Were all the same thing.
And still he would persist
To tell me I was wrong.
I left him to his insanity.
Told him to find a way
To get more healthy.
He loved his god today
Loved his delusion, too.
Beware of pretending
fundies.
They always show their
spots.
A leopard has to display.
He really had the hots
For his imaginary god.