Secular Humanist Comfort

These things make us feel helpless, want to pray
Or rage at Gods who made things work this way
It’s very hard to face a universe
Where random chance can strike down like a curse.

Because we live and love and know and dare
We want existence to be kind of fair
The bad to meet their proper just desserts
And good people be free of all that hurts.

What can we do? We face a world that’s blind
And hits out randomly, it’s not unkind
But cold, indifferent, doesn’t care a bit
And can’t be changed by what we offer it.

We face this, then one day our friends get ill
And all we have to trust is human skill.

1st August 2014