Julian The Agnostic

I've often thought about this place called heaven If indeed there is even such a place And I've my doubts about this life hereafter For I have never seen an angels face. I've often thought about this God almighty 'Some women claim God is a dark skinned she' I once thought he had long white hair and gray beard But now I only believe what I see. 'I'm only quoting Julian the agnostic' He has to see things with his own two eyes He questions the teachings of all theologians And he even think they believe their own lies. He doesn't believe in stories from the bible Or that Christ died on a cross on Calvary And to those who knock on his door to convert him He say you only waste your time on me. He doesn't care if he is buried or cremated And his ashes on his favourite place spread around He will tell either way it does not matter If they cremate me or put me in the ground. He does not believe in the god almighty Or that Christ walked on the waves of Galilee For Julian is truly an agnostic And there is none so sceptical as he.