i never believed as others have, truly
looking to the sky, I questioned:
"why is evil?"
the answer:
"my kingdom come, my will be done"
for a few years, that made sense, and I just continued on trying to find my way
trying to make sense of why I am
i never asked to exist
yet, then I asked:
"whence cometh evil?"
the answer:
"on earth, as it is in heaven"
i looked to those next me, and asked
"does that make sense to you?"
they responded:
"he gave us this day our daily bread"
funny
I don't really like bread, much
- Author: brandon k f ( Offline)
- Published: March 28th, 2017 09:20
- Category: Religion
- Views: 34
Comments1
Like the last line. Nice ideas.
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