“God is Dead”

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Friedrich Nietzsche, God is Dead, poem, poetry

“𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝”

Nietzsche, he believed in God, in writings he distilled Him.

But thought Him now beneath the sod, since modern man had killed Him.

— D.N. O’Brien

Deicide

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Australian poet, Australian traditional poetry, Übermensch, Beyond Good and Evil, Deicide, Frederick Nietzsche, God is Dead, Nihilism, poem, poetry, sonnet, Spenserian sonnet, The Gay Science, the Superman, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

There isn’t enough water to wash clean
The evidence of murder — all the blood.
The body, once in white, stripped and obscene;
This One, this fashioner of fire and flood,
Who moulded us from cold primeval mud;
We’ve pierced His heart with science’s shining blade —
No longer will we hear its mighty thud.
The steady beat of ages soon will fade
As in his grave the slain Creator’s laid.
And with what laws will we His laws replace?
And by whom will morality be made?
Who will bestow upon the people grace?
You say, within, these virtues must be found;
But Supermen are thin upon the ground.

— D.N. O’Brien

Filling the Vacuum

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Aristotle, Atheism, Australian poet, Baal, Formal poetry, Friedrich Nietzsche, God is Dead, Odin, poem, poetry, sonnet, Spenserian sonnet, The Gay Science, Thus Spoke Zarathustra, Zeus

Filling the Vacuum

“God is dead.” So Nietzsche’s often quoted.
The atheists will say that’s what he said.
And he did, but it should too be noted
That Nietzsche said it with a sense of dread —
That we had killed Him — it was on our head
He laid the blame. And what, he asked, what thing
Replaces murdered gods, gods cold and dead?
The bells in church towers will no longer ring,
And all those hymns? Why will the choirs still sing
Of Him, when He no longer is of use?
A fallen deity, a banished king,
Devoid of power, like Baal, Odin, or Zeus.
And Nature does an empty space abhor —
Rush in, the gods of mammon and of war.

— D.N. O’Brien