Belief1

I believe in nothing, I believe in everything

I believe I am the chameleon of the spirit

I believe in no god. One god. Many gods.

I believe we are all sinners of our choice

But has choice been not pre spoken for

Unbenounced in an unconscious effort

With a turn of the time and a clocks tick

Life begat what it had and forever

Reshaped the mold

How has truth been hidden?

A vibrant disarray of life

Kept from a distant ear

Allowing dissolution in the night

A be of it all our falsehood

Recognized by hate

Still just a reflection of words

That life might reawake