I Don't Deny A Creator

I don't deny a creator, no one can ever know where we came from,
I deny religion and the multitude of gods our fears have become.

There are no ghosts, no spirits, no angels to wipe our tears,
Just our longing that there should be, to ease our fears.

If sentient beings had a hand in designing our first breath,
They have moved on and have no power over our death.

Nothing is there in any meaningful sense as described in lore,
Nothing is watching, nor playing any role nor keeping score.

Whatever path or dead end awaits after life has stopped,
Is predetermined in our existence and can't be swapped.

I don't deny a creator, everything has to have a start,
I deny religion and the multitude of gods we create in our heart.