What is Hope Made of?

What's hope made of
It seem it's made of air
The polluted air we breath give us
The thought of hope and
Our silly needs to believe

Where does it come from
Do we make it all up
Why do we believe in what's
Not really there
Why do we fight about facts that
Aren't real
You can't say someone's wrong
Unless it's really a fact
You can't kill in vane over an
Unproven fact

Intelligence is something you
Clearly lack
Why do you hand me a bible
Why should I read
I have my own thoughts
And I have my own beliefs
Who said I had to believe yours
And who told you to believe this
Book

A book is a book
It's just paper and ink
The meaning in the words in my
Heart doesn't deeply sink
You on the other hand
Anything with the word god in it
You seem to believe
Well believe this
He isn't real
Ohhh ouch I offended you
But it's OK I don't really believe
That he isn't there
Just for the bible I really don't care
It's not of great importance
It's not something that big
Hell I'm writing to you now but
This poem isn't that big to you
It doesn't mean much
It doesn't mean anything
They're just words on the screen
Or ink on paper
Opinions don't mean much
And neither do yours

Who said god had to care and
This book
Here it's yours
I don't want to read it
It's just fine with you
I'm out to change the world and
I don't need help from you

Who told you to worship god
Who gave you your beliefs
Who told you what to believe in
And why did you believe

You have a mind of your own
As you can see I've mine as well
Who said we all go to heaven
And who said that there was a Hell

Why is it that you're so gullible
Why is it that you believe
You have a mind of yourself
For yourself you can believe

Are you going to tell your children
What they really believe
Replace childish minds with the
Ones that they don't need
Well that's a smart move on your
Part
Saying they can't speak for
Themselves
Yeah I know they're kids
But that doesn't mean they'll go to
Hell
If you don't just stop and tell them
What the heck they are

Let them grow on they're own
Beliefs
They're not going to go to Hell
Stop believing what others say
Don't believe what's written in
Books
You don't have to read this poem
Either but
Hey you've gotten this far
You are still probably pretty gullible
I doubt I've changed a thing
I plan to change your childs
Thoughts
When my work is the new "thing"

I plan to "brainwash" through Movies
And try to change your mind
I want you to see what's really
There
And my facts wont be just based
On air
I'll have proof
I'll have what's really there
And not just a silly bible
If you argue back
I'll be prepared to fight
This simple poem
Is just a preview of the feature
When the feature comes
Be prepared for me
Cause I'm not dying until my
Mission is done
I won't stop until I've finally won
People will listen if they don't I'll
Yell
Until I get attention I'm prepared to
Scream
Don't fear the future
Don't fear what's going to come
I'm taking over minds
And I'm coming for your daughters
And I'm coming for your sons

Yeah some of you probably don't like me much now. ^_^ But hey this IS what I believe this is one of my few poems of my emtions. If you don't like it to bad. I'll come after your kids whether you like it or not.
I'll be ready. ^_^