The Time When I Doubted God's Non-existence

And I wanted to drink

A river of liquor

Then I started to think

Of God in a beaker

I knew God is no more

Existing in brain

When I 'opened the door'

I felt a surge of pain

I found myself at last

Looking at a billboard

Insane, I kissed the dust

What's written made me bored

It said 'talk to me...-God'

I tried to talk to him

But then it felt to sad

To lose my self-esteem

I found where lay the cause--

Lack of serenity:

I longed for solitude

In a seminary

The time when I doubted

God's non-existence

I thought I have emptied

The liquor's essence

One day, the light will come

For me to realize

That I shall overcome

The glare against my eyes