Here's that lost piece I mentioned. I found it in my brain. Do you like it?

Question

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Is Nothing Sacred?

Open your books. Let’s begin…
Here at the Church of the N
Nothing is said, from beginning to end
…Again, long lists of Nothing are read

At the alter are friends of the N
Old gray men, reaching N
Praying for Nothing, prayed again
…Nothing is sacred, Amen

Sing along. Sing the long, slow song
Hear the words of Nothing,
Hear the end, remembering N
…Rejoicing in Nothing, join N

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Answer 1

Did you alter the altar? If this is the lost piece, I'm still missing mine, can we search together? Maybe Nothing's lost.

On the other hand, I know Nothing to be sacred indeed, even as the One Who became it, that we might attain the All.

I tried it alone, but it came out all One
And I wondered if that's how God felt
To be alone and needing none.

He couldn't be lonely
Being perfect and all
The real One and Only
Before Adam's fall

But why did He do that?
And what did it mean
To make something good
Then let death in the scene?

I tried it alone
And then I found out
That without the One
Is what death is about.

The whole of Creation
Is about generation
And nation to nation
Becoming One.

No death is alone
No life is bereft
With one joined to one
There's always more left.

With those who come after
We share the One
In that hear God's laughter
For what He has done!

Answer 2

Is Nothing Sacred?

Open your books. Let us begin…
Here at the Church of the N
Nothing is said, from beginning to end
…Again, long lists of Nothing are read

At the alter are friends of the N
Old grey men, reaching N
Praying for Nothing, prayed again
…Nothing is sacred, Amen

Sing along. Sing the long, slow song
Hear the words of Nothing, Hear the end, remembering N
…Rejoicing in Nothing, join N

There a few minor changes I have made, all together a fine poem, well written and balanced.

Answer 3

Difficult to understand whether the poet agrees or disagrees with the N's. After several readings, still couldn't get into the poet's own feelings. Also wonder about "old gray men." Why not young people and also the other gender? Maybe my mind isn't working too well on this last day before the solstice. In any case, I love the rhythm and the music of this poem.

Answer 4

I likes it a lot T,D. you always come up different types and kinds of poetry and for this i say Bravo i applaud you.Some just write oh me my world is black oh me i feel like a big sack 20 times a week' and you always surprise us, and that;s a true poet.,.,

Answer 5

Letters that form words, that form poetry, are sacred.

Answer 6

Skillfull in thought...
I liked the N-ding

Answer 7

I feel you've captured the spirit of Atheism. Us Agnostics, of course, pray to "Whom it may concern."

Answer 8

nothing is sacred....btw d'you happen to hate religion or something? i know i am (tired of it, i'm not an atheist or anything)

Answer 9

You're such a marvelous talent.

Answer 10

You got rhythm!