Question of belief.

poem by: Edgar Bummer
Written on May 18, 2014 

 Is there really a holy spirit, or do I just need something to believe in?

 May the Lord protect my body and soul; I fear I'm getting old. As my skim wrinkles, I start to question the Lord's miracles.

 Prayers sun up to sun down, can my prayers really end the suffering in the world, or is just a trick played by the old? 

 I guess we'll never know. 

 Read the bible from beginning to end, hoping this isn't just all pretend. If is, please tell my heart, so it can amend.

 

Tags: faith, deep, hope, dark, weird,

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