Michael was a thinker clear
Who spoke of Man and Mind.
He was gentle, he had no fear,
He was good, calm and kind.
He saw the world as scientists would:
As rules and laws and reason.
All is Nature, bad and good,
Each with a cause and season.
Joy and sorrow, hate and love
Science can all explain;
What one calls the God above
Comes from neurons in the brain.
One night when Mike was all alone
In a camping ground somewhere,
Enjoying Nature and the Moon that shone,
He suddenly saw a bear.
He knew the bear was way too near,
He began to run and say:
“Sacred Nature I do not fear,
Yet now I wish to pray.”
“Oh God,” said he, “Please stop this bear,
Please exist, and do this trick!
I need aught that for me will care,
When I’m stricken with panic.
“I’ll even let this bear become
A praying Christian beast.”
The bear did near Michael come
And thanked God for th’impending feast.
“Oh no, oh no!” Michael cried,
It all did terrible seem.
From the bear to escape Michael tried,
And woke up from this terrible dream.
Now Michael felt much relieved,
But he’d learned this from the bear:
Even die-hard atheists oft believed
When they get a terrible scare.
[Based on a popular story.]