Unbeleiving

4/22/02





I worship the greatest god,



Or so they say



And I’ve been told



He’s a strong hold



On all that’s happening



Around us



And I’ve been taught



He loves me a lot



And that he’s perfect



And deserves respect





Bullshit





And the Bible speaks of,



Or so I’ve heard,



Of many miracles



And things absurd



This god, they talk of



Gives blind men eyes



He hears our cries



And loves us



Despite the sin



He drives out demons



And there when summoned



There’s nothing he can’t do



Or so I’ve learned from other’s say



Not my own



You ask me why



I stay so skeptical?



No; downright unbelieving?



I’ll explain



It’s been too long



I’ve laid here humble



And ‘graced with god’s humility’



My hands unparted



My lips unclosed



Utterings akin to prayer



One thing in mind



One for myself



A thousand for another



I’ve spent so long



-Years in fact-



-Or maybe even life-



Just pleading my religion



To end all of this strife



For I could never ‘do his will’



I couldn’t find a smile



And so I asked for happiness



To last just for a while



So here I am so beautiful



In an evening gown



But on my perfect pretty face



Your god has placed a frown

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was a long time ago, when I was a Wiccan.

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