Young Man
When I was small, smaller than I am today. My Mother used to make me kneel upon my bed and quietly pray.
I did not know why or even if I should pay homage to this man on high, apart from trusting my mother who claimed to have found this guy
I never saw him or even had the courtesy of a reply, I wondered if to bring me peace my mother had told me a lie
I stopped the praying and thoughts in my head began playing, what was wrong and what was right began to cause me lots of fright
People I loved and knew tried to tell me what to do, it was scary so many choices of how many Gods and prophets need my homage paid too
I could not find the God I loved and he struggled with me too, then I met a wise man who pointed out our Gods and Prophets are within me and you
Are there really good and bad Gods and prophets who feed upon our sin or just good and bad people allowing them in
When bad people appear they fill us with dread and fear, we cannot stop the things they do
But they can never steal or touch the love within
YOU
Our life on Earth is only short because there are so many things to do, places to go, things to learn and best of all have our own point of view
My mother did not Lie, she taught me well and kept me safe, best of all helped me find my own FAITH
My faith I have found and LIVE with everyday, I know that I shall die, I cannot say when, where or why, so whilst I’m here I shall enjoy it in every way
Don’t get me wrong, there are things that make me, fearful angry, cross and sad, things that just aren’t fair, that’s because I am human and
CARE
Whether Religious Atheist or you just don’t care when the Big Bang happened matter was created everywhere, the same amount then as of today so whatever happens we will always be about to PLAY
Young Man
When I was small, smaller than I am today. My Mother used to make me kneel upon my bed and quietly pray.
I did not know why or even if I should pay homage to this man on high, apart from trusting my mother who claimed to have found this guy
I never saw him or even had the courtesy of a reply, I wondered if to bring me peace my mother had told me a lie
I stopped the praying and thoughts in my head began playing, what was wrong and what was right began to cause me lots of fright
People I loved and knew tried to tell me what to do, it was scary so many choices of how many Gods and prophets need my homage paid too
I could not find the God I loved and he struggled with me too, then I met a wise man who pointed out our Gods and Prophets are within me and you
Are there really good and bad Gods and prophets who feed upon our sin or just good and bad people allowing them in
When bad people appear they fill us with dread and fear, we cannot stop the things they do
But they can never steal or touch the love within
YOU
Our life on Earth is only short because there are so many things to do, places to go, things to learn and best of all have our own point of view
My mother did not Lie, she taught me well and kept me safe, best of all helped me find my own FAITH
My faith I have found and LIVE with everyday, I know that I shall die, I cannot say when, where or why, so whilst I’m here I shall enjoy it in every way
Don’t get me wrong, there are things that make me, fearful angry, cross and sad, things that just aren’t fair, that’s because I am human and
CARE
Whether Religious Atheist or you just don’t care when the Big Bang happened matter was created everywhere, the same amount then as of today so whatever happens we will always be about to PLAY
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