Some years ago while exploring the history of atrocities against humanity by the Christians and Christian countries, I discovered this poem somewhere on the Internet. You may read my commentary here.
I Am Not a Christian
When I say… “I am not a Christian”
I’m not arguing about your religion.
I’m whispering “Creator never lost us,
And there’s nothing to be forgiven.”When I say… “I am not a Christian”
I mean that I trust Creator to guide me.
What I’ve found inside your churches
Aren’t the truths Creator placed in me.When I say… “I am not a Christian”
It’s not a question of right and wrong
Even as your rabid evangelism
Uses my traditions as a joke
To trample on.When I say… “I am not a Christian”
There’s no trick, no trap, no test.
Just saying “In my eyes you failed,
And in the name of your God
You have made this mess.”When I say… “I am not a Christian”
I’m not claiming to be the enemy,
But your claws are far too visible
As you pretend to be a friend to me.When I say… “I am not a Christian”
I feel your stares like a lash’s pain
From your culture so entrenched
In taking what I believe in vain.When I say… “I am not a Christian”
It’s not any kind of invitation
For you to question my beliefs
I owe no mortal an explanation.When I say… “I am not a Christian”
I’m not saying I’m holier than thou,
We BOTH have Creator inside us
And you’ll open your eyes
Someday,
Somehow.– Voice of Golden Eagle
