Faith is a test
By kaz4sim
Belief in my faith Was easy at first It was like fresh orange juice When you have a thirst It fulfilled all my needs I understood and believed But that was until My heart learned to grieve Now people have left me To join “heaven” above My hand no longer fits snugly Inside my Christian glove Children are murdered Why is this left to be? Can’t god intervene? And give children safety Children struck down Before their life has begun Never to witness Tomorrows bright sun Parents left mourning Their lost precious child A heart forever broken They feel beguiled God, how can you take? An innocent soul How can you break A heart, make a hole I know its been said That the good only go But to break so many hearts Why is this so? This is where my faith Makes me stop and think Was that real orange juice I used to drink I want to be sure But it’s a hard thing to know I know there’s a god But understand it completely?…….. no Written December 7th, 2001 © on Dec 06 2001 09:29 PM PST 0 • 10
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