Yet I cannot for others choices make
Unless I would from them their reason take--
And so the cause 'gainst Stupid God forsake.
In thinking not the spread of power lies
That Stupid God would use to make a prize
Of all the world, and every one decries
Who would the rule of Stupid God oppose
That which thinking sends to its death throes,
And from constraint of thought that one arose
Against whom I would fain array that might
As has been given me, for my delight
But now must be repurposed to the fight
'Gainst ignorance, though I think I will fail,
Knowing what that fight has to entail.
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