
The Ancient Greeks believed the Sun
Shone thanks to Phoebus’ daily run,
For should his carriage not take flight
The world would dwell in endless night.
Another cause? They all would say,
“You cannot take our myth away.”
*
The god to whom I bow down low
Demands all other gods must go.
In times gone by you’d die in flames
For paying court to heathen claims.
Their faiths are myths (but mine is true)
What do you mean – mine could be too?
*
Is global warming caused by us?
Not so – no need to make a fuss.
Ever since this planet formed
The world has cooled once it has warmed.
Your “proof” I just refuse to see
The myth is good enough for me.
*
This virus thing? A load of lies
For hardly anybody dies.
We’d never miss the few that do,
Unless, of course, they number you.
Fake news, dismiss the scare forthwith,
I tell you straight – it’s all a myth.
*
I’d like you guys to please take note
I’m still convinced they stole my vote.
Dead people voted, ballots dumped,
The wrong chap won, my man was trumped.
And yet you say I speak not true?
That it’s a myth I’m sticking to.
*
Throughout all time mankind has sought
To understand what life has brought
And all have said, “I must be free
To find a truth that’s right for me.
So do not take my myths away
The need for myth is here to stay.”
*
© John Welford
About the Creator
John Welford
John was a retired librarian, having spent most of his career in academic and industrial libraries.
He wrote on a number of subjects and also wrote stories as a member of the "Hinckley Scribblers".
Unfortunately John died in early July.



Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.