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this poem is for faith, not a person, but a way of living we all share.


Submitted:Dec 15, 2009    Reads: 63    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


In this life of ignorance,

This thing that we all share,

Where we live our life from day to day,

And hope someone will care.

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Some people have religion,

And some believe in fate,

They believe we have no choice,

Its all written, love and hate.

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They think we cannot reason,

That we should not question why,

That our life is all mapped out,

From our birth, until we die.

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Some think we have Free Will,

And that choices made are ours,

Some thing that life, it has no point,

It's just us counting down the hours.

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The problem with these points of view,

And the things they try to say,

Is that we dont know what is right,

We don't know the true way.

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The thing is, nothing's returned,

Not a demon, ghost or wraith,

And so we only have one choice,

We must choose to keep our Faith.





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