I Think I Need A God

I think I need a god – but whom to choose? A raft of deities; I'm sure to lose My sense in search. And what about a church? And of their role – direct communication–? Mediation–? that imbroglio; the Rigmarole of what they call religion. Will they tell me what I have to do–? How to pray, obey the laws: construe The mandate; follow fast in their tradition – All the fundamentals? Much ambition Is required, I think! Where's the drink? A brandy please, for disconcerted minds. Ah…warming…and indeed revealing… Yes, I see – the reason for the many gods: An anachronism; rationale from Our primeval brains: When early Man Evolved along the tree, a new survival Tool emerged. We call it cogitation – Cerebral aptitude for modelling all We see in our environment – but then we Started thinking of our mighty world, How it all began, unfurled, and why? It had to be the sun – no, the stars, no, A special kind of entity: Invisible, omnipotent, and, er…shy: A god! Dear, oh dear; so do I need a god –? A legacy of early exposition; Revelationary evolution: Memes, enforced upon impressionable youth, Variegating into multitudinous Delusions, packaged into institutions; Just an overwhelming whim from our Imagination, all in effort for An explanation – but all too much for me to Understand. I think I need a god.