Procrastination

At breakneck speeds, I hover above,
With silence as my only haven,
A moment I spend to watch the dove,
And destruction of the soul of my cavern.

They say GOD exists but who cares?
I believe he does'nt but care, who does?
For if they believe, then who dares?
Contradict me when no one's wrong, neither of us.

For god's a myth that does'nt exist,
And I believe it's just a myth,
If God existed, it's just to desist,
And moves without grooves, not with.

Angirasa Acharya