I have argued with God all my reasoning life
Or should I say with what my feeble mind
describes as god, but fleshly doubt is rife
with pangs of fear my vision might go blind
or that I must endure some plague each day
My brooding lasts the years, conflict persists
But slowly though, I realize in dismay
I bicker with myself and must desist
The wanting in my peace is not for needs
of gods but for a purpose in my essence
The age old riddle of the why of deeds
Is not solved leaning on a god's presence
The notion ever peddled by clever phonies
Who ask us to take penguins for ponies
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Author:
George (My real name) (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 1st, 2018 18:34
- Comment from author about the poem: I still don't know about this. Perhaps I'll find out on the other side. I don't what is but I do know what isn't.
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Be assured that God is there, it is the Spirit that runs throughout your body and mine and everybodies, it will be with us for eternity. See you on the other side Seeker.
I look forward to seeing you Gold. I respect your faith, this piece is not meant as an indictment but a statement of personal experience. I don't begrudge nor have any feelings of bitterness for anyone who subscribes to a religious belief. There is an exception to this respect and that is for any system of doctrines that endorses the oppression of individuals based on gender. Of course nowadays gender is a somewhat relative term.
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