Atheist limericks: “My Daughter’s Question”

What parent hasn’t asked themselves just what they will say when asked that most proverbial of all questions? Clearly many recycle answers even they don’t believe. “God has mysterious ways.” That kind of thing. Others of us wonder if perhaps there isn’t a better solution, one approaching intellectual honesty. Thus, the following limerick.

“My Daughter’s Question”

If God is benevolent, why
do all living things have to die?
One day I’ll be asked
such a question, and tasked
to resist all temptation to lie

6 thoughts on “Atheist limericks: “My Daughter’s Question”

  1. I’d think you’d be more horrified by the thought of not dying. One of my favorite poems, even if it is atheistic (you may be sure that gods referenced do not actually exist) AND Victorian is The Garden of Proserpine.

    Key stanza:
    From too much love of living,
    From hope and fear set free,
    We thank with brief thanksgiving
    Whatever gods may be
    That no life lives for ever;
    That dead men rise up never;
    That even the weariest river
    Winds somewhere safe to sea.

    1. The thought of not dying is pure fantasy. I disagree with the idea that life may be prolonged after death through some kind of paradise, or hell, or what have you. If humans live on, it is through the memory of them and their works, ideas, deeds and – yes – atrocities. How do you explain that to a four year-old?

      Thanks for the Victorian lyric; I’m not familiar with it. But how do you know that the gods referenced do not exist, if not by the same logic that I know no God exists?

    Was glancing, having a look
    At what you call the holy book
    A good look I took
    and started to puke.

    I happened to be reading Eziekel 4
    And reading I wanted no more
    For in it was gods command writ,
    Eziekel to cook & eat his own shit.

    Turning the page to Ch 23
    Thought I will read when free
    But then something caught my eye
    Which I will never forget till I die

    And then I opened Exodus
    And went through the whole circus
    Where innocent children are slaughtered by god
    And Moses struck water twice with his rod

    His dreams were shattered as he as he trod the sand
    For he was denied entry into the promised land.


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