Full Faith Is For Fools

Faith is for the foolish man

Who believes in what can’t be

He trusts that all will end up well

And fails to trust in he

He sits and waits and watches how

Fates well laid plan unfolds

And wishes he could see her now

The love his heart beholds

He does not try to speak to her

For fear that she will flee

He could not bare to see her run

So far away from he

He’ll wait forever foolishly

Till his great faith runs dry

And trust in fait fool-heartedly

Until the day he’ll die

He can not see with his blind eyes

That fait relies on he

To help her with the fateful task

Laid out in front of she

If he will fail to help out fait

Then fait can not help he

Now all is lost for his great faith

And true love can not be

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this during study hall about three years ago.  It didn't take me very long.  I think it's mostly because I wrote what I was feeling and the rhyming was simple instead of complex like I like it.  

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Hazel Jane Baird's picture

Great piece here, I love the rhythm so many of your poems have!