The Questions
The holy part isn’t the answer, but the asking. A Guerrilla Literature poem by Kerr Martin conceptualized, written and published by Kerr Martin 11/20/25.
Maybe the earth is flat.
Maybe there’s a dome.
Perhaps you’ve been fed a lie,
in everything you’ve ever known.
I don’t claim I know shit,
I’m no fucking scientist.
But how can you have an open mind,
if you won’t question the narrative?
Are you a fish?
Caught hook, line, and sinker?
Why are you offended,
I thought you were a free thinker?
Is the moon an egg,
Does Hitler live inside it?
If there’s nothing in Antarctica,
why do they try to hide it?
I’m not saying there’s an ice wall,
I’m just saying I don’t know best.
Every day I’m brushing up —
just trying to pass the final test.
Be a good guy,
Treat the world with kindness,
I’m on the hunt for Heaven,
maybe I’ll be the one to find it?
I see through the glass darkly,
and that’s the truth.
If God is in the questions,
Why aren’t you asking too?
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Good Job, I like how this stretches the mind, often at the far off outposts (the stretch), valuable nuggets can be found. God is the teacher who gives us a test. The correct answer is in you, but free will allows a choice to be made: align with your inner thoughts, or choose otherwise. That is the meaning of not following a false prophet path. Choose the creator's answer in your head and you may advance to human form again in the next BB. This may seem whacho religious yad yada, but, the stickler is fitting CoE into, telling a full story about life. Life does not end at death CoE