Apophenia

How come we see things as they were
But not as they are?
How come we feel the same
And start a war?

In your mind a pattern unwinds
Seeking the perfect truth
And if you dare to object
You shall be removed!

Chaos' creation -
Evolution invents all gods
From chaos gravitates
The wombs of their insignificant flaws

Evolution is no opinion you can either own or deny
It is no believe, just the best we yet have in mind

Believe what you feel is true
Don't dare to impose your thoughts on the ones who care

Art is not
Randomly articulated inadequacy
Truth is not
Randomly articulated anomaly

We are the architects to turn the lead of chance
Into the gold of science
Reason and hope go hand in hand