No, I am not anti-religion. Before you send me an email full of virtual fire and brimstone, let me explain how this poem came about.

I started "Evangelist" in the spring of my junior year of high school. We were reading Heart of Darkness in English class, along with contemporary works such as that masterpiece of chauvinism, Rudyard Kipling's "White Man's Burden". That poem just ticked me off. I mean, I realized then, as I do now, that the opinions expressed were integral to the times and all, and I've never been a fan of censoring literature because it was written during a time when the accepted paradigm of white supremacy or "the n-word" were simply a matter of course. But... I don't know. My irritation with WMB manifested itself in poetic form, though I wound up leaving it unfinished for a few months. Maybe I ran out of the indignant, self-righteous steam that drove the actual writing in the first place, I don't know.

However, as luck would have it, the following fall I found myself with the inspiration to finish the poem. Inspiration in the form of two girls who I didn't even know, who were apparently convinced they couldn't let me go to class until I had agreed to join their religion. I've often wondered why people like these former fellow classmates bother lecturing others. If someone tells me "You're going to hell because you're not like me," it certainly doesn't make me want to jump on their little bandwagon. But I digress. My point is, I may be agnostic, but I am not anti-religious, or a satanworshipper, or what-have-you. Respect my right to my opinion, and I'll love you forever -- heck, I love discussing religion, as long as my soul (or lack of such) is not the victim in a verbal tug-of-war.

Now, if you still want to send me hate mail, please do so.

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