Don'T Tell Me Poem by Francis Duggan

Don't tell me how I ought to live since one day I must die
When you say that all God fearing kind are good such talk based on a lie
That all God fearing kind are good to all does not apply
The few Atheists that I do know they would not harm a fly.

Don't tell me how I ought to live since my life it is my own
You are of the controlling type and your kind to me known
I never harm anyone and man's laws I obey
Don't tell me how I ought to live and to what God I should pray.

When you try to make me feel bad about myself I do not wish to hear
I may fear the very thought of dying but God I do not fear
To your beliefs and to your God you will not convert me
I believe in the great Goddess of Mother Earth there is none as great as she.

Since I never give you advice leave me to my own way
My God is an immortal she but to her I never pray
The lives of other people your type like to control
But 'tis up to every individual to nourish his or her own soul.