Poetry. From the broken soul.

Faith

Here is another "Dear God" poem. Enjoy.

Dear God,

Please listen

to my few simple words,

I'm begging and pleading 

for me to be heard.

Why must I doubt,

when praying your name?

Sometimes I think

Jesus never came.

But I want to have faith,

really I do!

But I see nothing of the

spirit, of you!

I don't want to die,

or maybe I do?

All of this junk,

just has me confused.

How do I know

your name isn't Zeus?

And your married to Hera?

Please give me some clues!

As I write these words,

I'm afraid I'll become

buried in Hell

by Jesus your son.

But I still can't believe,

and I don't know why.

For I have doubted you

since I was five.

I started with a question,

"Is God real?"

"Don't say such things,

and keep your lips sealed."

And then time passed,

and you hated gays,

and suicide victims.

So I just couldn't say

Who I believed anymore,

I really just can't.

Dear God say something,

as I end my long rant