The Athiest
The Athiest
I was born and there was no God in sight
Was he taken like a thief in the night
At night passed on a blinking light
but not enough to stir belief
My parents felt the same as I
except to mention pumpkin pie
it evoked a spirit with a taste
when they devoured it with haste
denial made me curious
to traverse to a cultural lore
garnished with sin and disbelief
I resolved myself to say no more
I needed someone to relay
and this is what I heard her say
she whispered a prayer so she could be heard
If faith you are seekng you will be sought
He’ll hear your plea and your soul will be caught
The Athiest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Slausen
November 26, 2018
Copyright © Ralph Sergi | Year Posted 2018
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