On Dit
On Dit… ( It is said…)
It is said that God exists
Some would argue something amiss
Believers battle to understand faith
For some it might be too late
It is said time and again
How earthly life was back then
Do we care or even wonder?
How the past or present drags us under?
It is said life is precious
Like a drama, in various sessions
Culprits maim, destroy and plunder
The naïve just live on amidst the thunder
It is said man has a conscience
How easily we believe any nonsense
We cheat, sin and judge
When all we need is a divine plunge!
Copyright © Donovan Beukes | Year Posted 2014
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